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~ (~) ~ the Beauty of a Song ~ (~) ~

~ (~) "Barters are made and bought... sold-for-and-sought-after; eternities light shown down- from-there-to-here into-here-after... ." (~) ~ ~ (~) "Because jovial now I know the truth, yes the only difference today remains to be the indifference I know we all-carry-for-all-things, empowered-and-entrusted to each one of us by God for our own fulfillment of the world's society as a whole, though it often abandoned its virtue, yes the way that I've seen we all do when we defile for-each-one, the-other, our certain God- given-individuality... ." (~) ~ ~ (~) "You carry me I carry you... because I hunger to offer another their freedom, comfort same as anyone would, yes as they have-often-done themselves-with-me... ." (~) ~ ~ (~) "As does the goodness-of-the-rains I assume falling down embracing everyone in their tender way — and-if in-the end the-farce... was-the-simple-fact that-we-were-all-different — of what other origin, and far-kinder-premise yes greater purpose for all things would it-or- could-it even-eventually serve, that is at all to be considered forthright... if anything; for myself, my sanity... I can-honestly barter-nothing... ?" (~) ~ ~ (~) Of struggle, prudent-sacrifice and triumph funny how things always remain. (~) ~ ~ (~) Hot summers high noon of virtue... grace, back rooms sweaty barber shops they first bellowed out the melodies carrying Americas tunes, blue grass, that rock and roll... the blues. (~) ~ ~ (~) They drift now from junkie old garages the subtle basements of today; yes some things I hope always remain, stay the same, albeit because this country I could not call as much a home... because what is the latter of both its struggle and triumph, if it's not its sacrifice for this being captured merely in the beauty of a song... ! (~) ~ http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=X-Ro7baEa6w

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