Music is another language, one so close to actual thought, strung together, sometimes staccato, flowing, and sometimes e — Moryah DeMott, Timeless
Music is another language, one so close to actual thought, strung together, sometimes staccato, flowing, and sometimes e — Moryah DeMott, Timeless
Music is another language, one so close to actual thought, strung together, sometimes staccato, flowing, and sometimes e — Moryah DeMott, Timeless
Music is another language, one so close to actual thought, strung together, sometimes staccato, flowing, and sometimes e — Moryah DeMott, Timeless
Music is another language, one so close to actual thought, strung together, sometimes staccato, flowing, and sometimes e — Moryah DeMott, Timeless
Music is another language, one so close to actual thought, strung together, sometimes staccato, flowing, and sometimes e — Moryah DeMott, Timeless
Music is another language, one so close to actual thought, strung together, sometimes staccato, flowing, and sometimes e — Moryah DeMott, Timeless
Music is another language, one so close to actual thought, strung together, sometimes staccato, flowing, and sometimes e — Moryah DeMott, Timeless
Music is another language, one so close to actual thought, strung together, sometimes staccato, flowing, and sometimes e — Moryah DeMott, Timeless
Music is another language, one so close to actual thought, strung together, sometimes staccato, flowing, and sometimes e — Moryah DeMott, Timeless
Music is another language, one so close to actual thought, strung together, sometimes staccato, flowing, and sometimes e — Moryah DeMott, Timeless
Music is another language, one so close to actual thought, strung together, sometimes staccato, flowing, and sometimes e — Moryah DeMott, Timeless
Music is another language, one so close to actual thought, strung together, sometimes staccato, flowing, and sometimes e — Moryah DeMott, Timeless
Music is another language, one so close to actual thought, strung together, sometimes staccato, flowing, and sometimes e — Moryah DeMott, Timeless
Music is another language, one so close to actual thought, strung together, sometimes staccato, flowing, and sometimes e — Moryah DeMott, Timeless
Music is another language, one so close to actual thought, strung together, sometimes staccato, flowing, and sometimes e — Moryah DeMott, Timeless
Music is another language, one so close to actual thought, strung together, sometimes staccato, flowing, and sometimes e — Moryah DeMott, Timeless
Music is another language, one so close to actual thought, strung together, sometimes staccato, flowing, and sometimes e — Moryah DeMott, Timeless
Music is another language, one so close to actual thought, strung together, sometimes staccato, flowing, and sometimes e — Moryah DeMott, Timeless
Music is another language, one so close to actual thought, strung together, sometimes staccato, flowing, and sometimes e — Moryah DeMott, Timeless
Music is another language, one so close to actual thought, strung together, sometimes staccato, flowing, and sometimes e — Moryah DeMott, Timeless
Music is another language, one so close to actual thought, strung together, sometimes staccato, flowing, and sometimes e — Moryah DeMott, Timeless
Music is another language, one so close to actual thought, strung together, sometimes staccato, flowing, and sometimes e — Moryah DeMott, Timeless
Music is another language, one so close to actual thought, strung together, sometimes staccato, flowing, and sometimes e — Moryah DeMott, Timeless
Music is another language, one so close to actual thought, strung together, sometimes staccato, flowing, and sometimes e — Moryah DeMott, Timeless
Music is another language, one so close to actual thought, strung together, sometimes staccato, flowing, and sometimes e — Moryah DeMott, Timeless
Music is another language, one so close to actual thought, strung together, sometimes staccato, flowing, and sometimes e — Moryah DeMott, Timeless
Music is another language, one so close to actual thought, strung together, sometimes staccato, flowing, and sometimes e — Moryah DeMott, Timeless
Music is another language, one so close to actual thought, strung together, sometimes staccato, flowing, and sometimes e — Moryah DeMott, Timeless
Music is another language, one so close to actual thought, strung together, sometimes staccato, flowing, and sometimes e — Moryah DeMott, Timeless
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Music is another language, one so close to actual thought, strung together, sometimes staccato, flowing, and sometimes even nonsensical or harsh to the ears. It’s truth in an otherwise dishonest world.

— Moryah DeMott, Timeless
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