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CMongrooves
His soul was born from the sun of South Miami,
when the water of the beach was caressing the sand
while the birds were flying freely through the blue sky
and the grooves of dance music colored the streets
The smell of cuban coffee scented the scenery
when forks and knifes were dancing on the plates
with delicious foods from around the world
there were people rollerblading all over the place
He raised from the depths of a Classical Composer
but he put the cool sunglasses on
he looked at the skyscrapers with ambition and glory
and listened to the sounds of lounge groovy songs
He turned on the computers to master his programs
listened to the universal karma and felt the muse
plugged the synthesizers, turned on the microphone
"Chillin' in Miami Beach" he said ...
... and was born: CMongrooves!
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