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Some Music.

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Jun. 25th, 2012 | 02:53 pm
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Needed some time alone, like now. The presence of a helper roaming around wouldn't spoil the picture.
To play some music. My music.
The presence of others, others who assert their presence by playing their own musics. How many streams of music can a household contain? My music in the presence of others is confined to the radius of my eardrums. When I really want to hear it echo off the pale white walls.
And for my presence to not be defined in relation to others'.

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