I watch the ripples change their size
But never leave the stream
Of warm impermanence
And so the days float through my eyes
But still the days seem the same
And these children that you spit on
As they try to change their worlds
Are immune to your consultations
They're quite aware of what they're goin' through
A true and massive loss (and not just because he was a big man). There are not many people who can stay true to their art, yet gain fame and love doing it. He was one of kind, not because of his voice, but because of who he was. RIP Maestro.
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A true and massive loss (and not just because he was a big man). There are not many people who can stay true to their art, yet gain fame and love doing it. He was one of kind, not because of his voice, but because of who he was. RIP Maestro.
*Doffing cap**
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