Can’t wait! 
hope everything goes well for you And fast
Well @Cindy10!,
One Can Only Hope and Pray For The Best…,
Perhaps, Expect The Worst and Pray For The Best…,
But as Has Been Said Before, If One Expects The Worst, and Does Nothing Positively Fulfilling, For Themselves. Expecting The Worse Could Become a Self Fulfilling Prophecy…,
So One May Want to Step Carefully & Capture The Sky (!!!)… . … 
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Yep I know that saying… well I’m going to hope for the best and expect it too.
Sounds like your on your way to getting what you need and want. Sending good vibes your way:heart:
Yes and Yes!.,
Gracias Senorita (!!!).
I Have an Idea. I Wonder. Would You Like to Participate in The Lyrics to YOUR Song?.
I Can Work on it Till I Am Able to Record Again (which really won’t be long)…,
HmmMM (???)… . … 
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Ok sounds like fun… how do I start lol what do I do
I’d like to see these lyrics in it somehow
High in the halls of the kings who are gone
Jenny would dance with her ghosts
The ones she had lost and the ones she had found
And the ones who had loved her the most
Okaie!.,
Very Simple!.,
Write Two or Four Lines…,
Phrases or Perhaps Quick Sentences…,
Poetry Form…,
Rhyme or Not Rhyme, it’s up to Yuu (!!!)… . … 
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Will Her Poetic Song be Olde Fashioned?.
Or!,
Will it be as a Haiku Poetic Song?.
Only Time Will Tale The Soon to be Told Secret (!!!)… . … 
Olde style for sure 
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Excited (!!!)… . … 
Me too 
Do you have a YouTube channel
Yes!. Yes! Yes I Do!..,
But First!.,
Thus is What Yuu Gave to Me Today @Cindy10…,
As I Rested Outside With My Smokes For a Few Minutes Trying to Understand Peaceful Ways to Conquer Negativity…,
Yuu Didn’t Come to Me With Negativity, That Was From My Past…,
Yuu Brought Me Joy…,
Here it is…,
)))—> Keep Your Head Up. Keep on Track. Don’t Let it Consume You. And Be Willing to Accept The Good Things That May, Come Your Way <—(((
Thanx Gurl (!!!)…,
And Maybe Get it Into Your Song (!?!)… . …
And My YouTube May No Longer Exist, I Haven’t Looked in a Long Time.
Thinking About it is Kinda Painful…,
It Was Helpful Psychologically For Me to Express Myself Musically…,
Also Finding Positive Ways to Escape Turmoil.
Anguish.
Suffering.
There’s Even A Some Quick Snapshots (not visible) BUT!, You Can Hear Her Barking in a Few (during some fun midnight hours of singing endlessly), , ,
And Even!, One Quick One Quick Talking With Her, LACY MY PUP (!!!)…,
May Her Soul Rest in Peace…,
Painful That’s For Sure…,
So Lemme Think on Whether or Not I Can Find The Strength to See if They Still Exist…,
In The Meantime, WE GOT A SONG TO WRITE (!!!)… . … 
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Sorry about lacy I know that has to hurt.
Your like a breath of fresh air. Spending your time thinking of ways to stop negativity. That’s very selfless and admirable.
Storms coming so I got to get off here.
Talk to you soon
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During The Storm, Light a Candle, and Pray.
And Scribble Lovable Thoughts From Your Childhood… . …
Well Boys and Girls.
I Will be One Step Closer to Freedom Pretty Soon.
So. @Cindy10, If Yuu Don’t See Me and My Oddness in The Nearby Future, Well, It’s Outta My Hands…,
Let’s Jus Hope My Return Won’t Take Years…,
That Was Not Much Fun…,
Altho I Was Accompanied Professionally With a Human Being That Was, is, and Will Always be,
BEAUTIFUL!..,
So.
Tomorrow, Another Day, Another Dollar…,
And., Like I Said, One Step Closer…,
Still Don’t Know if I Will be Able to Afford The Internet at My New Place…,
I May Find Out Next Week…,
In The Meantime, I Will be Within a Transitional Facility of Sorts…,
The Program is One I Have Been in For About 4 Years…,
So That is Why I Have Been Absent…,
But I Worked Diligently With My Therapist, and Discovered New Ways to Expose The Truth of Beauty For Those of us Still Slightly Trapped.
Some, Through Fault of Our Own, and Some Not…,
Either or, PEACE, Internal/\External Peace is The Answer…,
All of us as Brave Explorers Will be Faced With Hardships. Battling Fear of The Unknown.
But We Have to Soldier on…,
I Couldn’t Sleep Last Night After I Heard The News…,
So. As Always I Listened to Music…,
And Let The Powers That be Take Over…,
Local Radio Station…,
And What is Thrilling and Hopefully Exciting is,
During The Breaks in Between Songs, They Have a Friendly, Beautiful, Gracious, Strong, PUP, Howling (!!!)…,
Sometimes Brings Me to Tears as The Next Song Plays…,
Point is,
I Am Not Brave.
I Am Not Fearless.
I Am Not Courageous.
I Am Not Perfect. (by no means).
I AM ME.
And I Always Will be.
And NOTHING, Nothing is Ever Going to Take That Away,
So. @Cindy10 Thank You.
It May be Short Silence.
It May be Long Silence.
But Silence Never Lasts Forever.
And We All Know That, All to Well.
Thus “disease” is a Defense Against What Doesn’t Make Sense to Our Spiritual Beings.
Never Let Go Of Your Faith.
Peacefully.
O.k. Kid’s., Im Going Keep Gathering All of My Belongings, Sit Outside, Enjoy Nature.
And Once Again,
Find Another Way…,
I’ll Definitely be Back on Before I Leave…,
Probably in The Middle of The Night, Sleepless, and Crying With The PUP Howling as The D.J.'s Keep Us All Moving…,
Keeps it Cools Kids (!!!)… . …
And @Cindy10, I Know The Storms Passed, C’mon!,
WRITE THAT SONG (!!!)…,
UGH (!!!).
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I Another day another dollar after I sang and hollered
“After I sang and hollered”
I hope your journey is short and sweet. And you find free WiFi everywhere you go.
“I Couldn’t Sleep Last Night After I Heard The News…,“
A long long time ago
I can still remember how
That music used to make me smile
And I knew if I had my chance
That I could make those people dance
And maybe they’d be happy for a while
But February made me shiver
With every paper I’d deliver
Bad news on the doorstep
I couldn’t take one more step
I can’t remember if I cried
When I read about his widowed bride
Something touched me deep inside
The day the music died
So
Bye, bye Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
And them good ole boys were drinking whiskey and rye
Singin’ this’ll be the day that I die
This’ll be the day that I die
Did you write the book of love
And do you have faith in God above
If the Bible tells you so?
Do you believe in rock and roll?
Can music save your mortal soul?
And can you teach me how to dance real slow?
Well, I know that you’re in love with him
‘Cause I saw you dancin’ in the gym
You both kicked off your shoes
Man, I dig those rhythm and blues
I was a lonely teenage broncin’ buck
With a pink carnation and a pickup truck
But I knew I was out of luck
The day the music died
I started singin’
Bye, bye Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
And them good ole boys were drinking whiskey and rye
Singin’ this’ll be the day that I die
This’ll be the day that I die
Now, for ten years we’ve been on our own
And moss grows fat on a rolling stone
But, that’s not how it used to be
When the jester sang for the king and queen
In a coat he borrowed from James Dean
And a voice that came from you and me
Oh and while the king was looking down
The jester stole his thorny crown
The courtroom was adjourned
No verdict was returned
And while Lennon read a book on Marx
The quartet practiced in the park
And we sang dirges in the dark
The day the music died
We were singin’
Bye, bye Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
Them good ole boys were drinking whiskey and rye
And singin’ this’ll be the day that I die
This’ll be the day that I die
Helter skelter in a summer swelter
The birds flew off with a fallout shelter
Eight miles high and falling fast
It landed foul on the grass
The players tried for a forward pass
With the jester on the sidelines in a cast
Now the half-time air was sweet perfume
While sergeants played a marching tune
We all got up to dance
Oh, but we never got the chance
‘Cause the players tried to take the field
The marching band refused to yield
Do you recall what was revealed
The day the music died?
We started singin’
Bye, bye Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
Them good ole boys were drinking whiskey and rye
And singin’ this’ll be the day that I die
This’ll be the day that I die
Oh, and there we were all in one place
A generation lost in space
With no time left to start again
So come on Jack be nimble, Jack be quick
Jack Flash sat on a candlestick
'Cause fire is the devil’s only friend
Oh and as I watched him on the stage
My hands were clenched in fists of rage
No angel born in Hell
Could break that Satan’s spell
And as the flames climbed high into the night
To light the sacrificial rite
I saw Satan laughing with delight
The day the music died
He was singin’
Bye, bye Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
Them good ole boys were drinking whiskey and rye
Singin’ this’ll be the day that I die
This’ll be the day that I die
I met a girl who sang the blues
And I asked her for some happy news
But she just smiled and turned away
I went down to the sacred store
Where I’d heard the music years before
But the man there said the music wouldn’t play
And in the streets the children screamed
The lovers cried, and the poets dreamed
But not a word was spoken
The church bells all were broken
And the three men I admire most
The Father, Son, and the Holy Ghost
They caught the last train for the coast
The day the music died
And they were singing
Bye, bye Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
And them good ole boys were drinking whiskey and rye
Singin’ this’ll be the day that I die
This’ll be the day that I die
They were singing
Bye, bye Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
Them good ole boys were drinking whiskey and rye
Singin’ this’ll be the day that I die
~~The Righteous Brothers~ ‘Unchained Melody’.~~
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Beautiful song that never gets old only gets better with time
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Long Ago.
Before The Earth Crashed Down on Me Completely.
Me + Wine + That Album (On Vinyl) (!!!).
First Vinyl Record I Ever Owned.
During Jokes About Pabst Blue Ribbon and Hipsters.
I Never Was Apart of Any Scene Really.
But!,
Beach House is an Amazing Band (!!!).
Check Em’ (!!!)… . …
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Yes I remover vinyl very well. Then after it started to skip and get scratched I’d go get it again.
The scratching didn’t bother me to bad. Sometimes it made it more authentic
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