The Five Senses
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2002ǯ09·î16Æü(·î) The roots, Common, Tarib Kweli, and drums

it was amaizing evening.

if I could drum.
the sound drums shaken the blood in my body.
it beautifully and wildly merged into the wind of new york,
and people are gathering toward the sound.
people were smiling, dancing,and crying in the street dim light of the central park.

it was beautiful.


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