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A distant places I have to believe in this new neighbor who nmon by warm heart shows me the power of his magic; Believing in him, I come to these places I move, this one doctor of trade, with many patient I come to contemplate the gulf my knowledge and my curiosity as to the question, a thousand and one question I harassed. the power of my neighbor gets larger it robotise arm and machine within them that emanates a brain let history by patients today in my century, I contemplate and admire the machine on which this is trivial definition.
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Analog
I enjoyed the faint rhythmical mechanical sounds like being inside a factory but submerged in oil or similar
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tunalicker
enjoyed it. kinda muffled in a good way.
i spaced out for a while and that was fun. thanks for sharing!
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