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[what I Want To Communicate] Doesn't Have A Language With Which I Can Communicate It. The Things That I Want To Communicate Are Simply Self-evident, Emotional Things. And The Gifts Of Those Things Are That They Bring Both Intellectual And Emotional Gifts - Understanding. But I Don't Really Have A Major Message That I Want To Bring To The World Through My Music. The Music Can Tell People Everything They Need To Know About Being Human Beings. It's Not My Information, It's Not Mine. I Didn't Make It. I Just Discovered It.

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[what I Want To Communicate] Doesn't Have A Language With Which I Can Communicate It. The Things That I Want To Communicate Are Simply Self-evident, Emotional Things. And The Gifts Of Those Things Are That They Bring Both Intellectual And Emotional Gifts - Understanding. But I Don't Really Have A Major Message That I Want To Bring To The World Through My Music. The Music Can Tell People Everything They Need To Know About Being Human Beings. It's Not My Information, It's Not Mine. I Didn't Make It. I Just Discovered It.

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