A few minutes of bliss

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Feb 072005
 

There is mere music, and then there is this. From the Mas­ter himself.

The music ren­der­ing col­ors for a blind girl …

When a gen­tle breeze caresses; col­ors swirl around in your mind
Thoughts come and go; each a dif­fer­ent hue.”

My stranded on an island song.

PS: Low qual­ity real audio file for sam­pling. Go get the CD if you can.

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