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The Mix By Curtis Johnson Darkness begat light, and, hence the f irst musical note danced within itself and the the scales of time embraced all touching, and the cords of emotion spun the planets this very song is a serpent's companion call, the flutter of flocking birds, swirling Sahara listen for it in the crinkle cool of the morning lake, silent yet spoken still, the oh celestial note which bridged the here and now, if unvieling myths and magic are then how and who, will write history's |
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