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Musician's Music

Mysterious, mystical, baffling:

no one can count the notes made

in the shorter, shortest possibility

of time.  Like huge, frenetic, frantic,

unleashed, unabated thunder.  Rising

notes, bolts everywhere, unencumbered:

bravura for bravura's sake.  An unhuge  

number acknowledged this.  Are they overly-

receptive to this sordid, solid sound?
Written by marcella1
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