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Ten Fingers

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In between my fingers, I hold the wind Winter’s wind numbs my joints yet I fold the wind In all my travels across the skies I’m always impressed with women who aide me as I hold the wind On the darkest nights voids of clouds stars whisper secrets to the moon in the coldest wind Mom is inside pacing in the front of the fridge while Dad and the kids soothe the dog as I hold the wind After the hour of my deepest stress the only comfort that comes to my mind arrives as I hold the wind

Foreign Exchange Leave It All Behind Pre-Order Pack

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The pics speak for themselves

Currently in Rotation

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Static - Kenna Sao Paolo Nights - Jackson Conti I Adore You - Esperanza Spalding Who Needs forever - Astrud Gilberto (Thievery Corporation Remix) Only & Always - Muhsinah Sparks - Coldplay Black Magic Woman - Santana Just Kinda Waitin' Round - Squat Minor Walk - Dizzy Gillespie Pape Ndiaye - Orchestra Baobob I Ain't Got No, I Got Life - Nina Simone DayKeeper - Foreign Exchange ft. Muhsinah Surboard - Antonio Carlos Jobim Cupid - Sam Cooke Serve this Royalty - Cody Chestnutt Believe in God - J Dilla There is a way - Mos Def

Diversions

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I've found these past few weeks to be filled with an assortment of emotions. In the hopes of understanding their origin, it appeared best to consider their destination. Yet I know nothing more of them using this method than I would have if I'd consider their origins first being responsible for their destinations. I was only informed of the shading they've added to my days and the hours they've bestowed upon my nights when all that is of simplicity and understanding elected to divest itself of my presence, leaving answers that presuppose questions where curiosities had yet to make themselves known. In seeking refuge from this confusion, in an attempt to mimic some degree of normalcy, which in this case would be defined as regulated emotional stimuli with immediately traceable destination which leaves no room for mystery by way of their sources, I elected to work through my frustrations believing that the occupancy of my mental facilities with that of which I desire to le...