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You Could Write A Song About Some Kind Of Emotional Problem You Are Having, But It Would Not Be A Good Song, In My Eyes, Until It Went Through A Period Of Sensitivity To A Moment Of Clarity. Without That Moment Of Clarity To Contribute To The Song, It's Just Complaining.

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You Could Write A Song About Some Kind Of Emotional Problem You Are Having, But It Would Not Be A Good Song, In My Eyes, Until It Went Through A Period Of Sensitivity To A Moment Of Clarity. Without That Moment Of Clarity To Contribute To The Song, It's Just Complaining.

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