working
grading somethings and
listening, background
youtubing... you know
a few hours of shajarian
then randomly udi boghos
a fasil here or hüzzam
hrant, sayat, and tatyos
uşaklı, the kızzy one
neither tahir or there
and then...
it became poetic
something you sing
that you sing real good
and i just paused
as my soul drifted
in ethereal currents
headed in your
general direction
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