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#practise
I NEED MIRACLES TO DILUTE MY STRUGGLES WITH AN OVERWHELMING LIST OF IMPOSSIBLES WAITING TO BE ENUMERATED AS PROBABLES LEARNING TO BE PHYSICALLY STRONGER PRACTICING TO BE MENTALLY TOUGHER NOW HUSTLING IS MY ONLY INCANTATION AS SUCCESS IS MY ADDICTION
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Apr 1, 2020
Apr 1, 2020 at 4:44 AM UTC
A WAY THROUGH
I practise on my clarinet do the scales up and down though various keys then I take a wash before dinner and wonder if Johnny Dodds practised scales as I had before dinner after dinner I put on the Louis Armstrong's Hot Five record and sit and listen Marion I recall sang hot numbers and when they got too hot she'd take a bath and lift the soap suds to her palms and gush them sexually beneath her arms.
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Oct 18, 2019
Oct 18, 2019 at 2:06 AM UTC
Practise and Perfect 1965.
I tried a hundred times, and a thousand times more, but why? To become the master, I had to fail, more times, than the beginner is yet to try.
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Apr 22, 2015
Apr 22, 2015 at 5:59 AM UTC
The Master
*With gestures increasingly erratic with every strike And punts as constant as ink gliding across ivory Our vigilant artisan gathers his wisdom on combat's eve.*
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May 21, 2014
May 21, 2014 at 11:17 AM UTC
From One to Another