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Groovy Music

Go ahead choose your tune What floats your boat away from the gloom Some say it must be on a vinyl record To hear the sound in each gritting chord But I like to hear the clean sound Close your eyes and image them getting down And when you do just that and lay back The music you choose will be where it’s at. © Paul Warren Poetry

Copyright © | Year Posted 2018




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