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Concussion

Endless percussion thumping away with no time to say stop talking so much stop banging away “Concussion” Tuning out the banging noise rat a tat tat, endless rifts with nothing to say, no fluidity, noise without end, no musical interlude exit the concert to let my brain mend “Concussion” Everyone complains that is normal that is the way, but to be a broken instrument, broken strings, repeating record all I can say is enough is enough we all support you ok, stop with the endless percussion, mend your skins, your strings, change you brain, sing a tune become a rock star with a sweet musical interlude. Concussion.

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Date: 10/1/2017 5:25:00 PM
Yes mend your ways,and change your brain. Good advice. have a nice evening my friend.
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Dino Clarke
Date: 10/10/2017 7:56:00 PM
Thanks Darlene :)
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Dino Clarke
Date: 10/10/2017 7:56:00 PM
Thanks Darlene :)

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