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For The Record

For The Record

For the record, I love the olden
Antiquated, classic, vintage phonograms from the phonograph, sounds so golden

MusicΒ and voice with white noise is harmony
NeedleΒ and vinyl fireworks
Watching the black disc spin is time well wasted
Timeless classics
Hits along with misses never ceasing to engage
the listener, watching the black disc spin
and never out of control
Never derailed
All genres of music run smoothly on the tracks

For the record, I love the sound
Old to my senses but renewed
Thank Edison for the phonograph
Thank God it is still around

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