Exacting precise formulas of beats mathematically
produced from etudes and scores of the famous
masters of old.
Aligning tones, arranging them in precise etudes
of the mind.
Easily lying back, letting go of subconsciousness,
allowing it to flow freely into depths of
imaginations's eternal depths, always on edges of
sublime horizons.
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