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«Suno»🎵 Something like a song about what are we talking about🎶

To everyone in the back alley,
thank you as always🍄

The next collection period is from Monday, March 30th to Friday, April 3rd.

This is a reminder φ(..) memo memo☘🍀

What is a 'curator'?
Someone who selects, edits, and adds value to information before delivering it🛸

'What are we talking about?' is a magic phrase🎶

Hey, what is that?
What are we talking about?
Maybe today
it's a story about freedom

Words picked up in the corner of the back alley,
shining inside my pocket.
It doesn't have to be a loud voice,
they said, as they shared a small spark.

Even feelings you can't express well,
keep them even if they don't have a punchline.
They said it's fine to just write them down,
and left the entrance open.

There's no need for a correct answer,
someone laughed first.
As if to embrace even the trivial things,
they softly created a space.

What are we talking about?
That's fine.
Even if it doesn't come together well, surely
the words will reach somewhere.

What are we talking about?
That's good.
Even from a back alley no one knows,
something is being born today too.

Getting ahead of the morning's atmosphere,
finding someone's voice.
Laughing, reading, and picking them up,
lighting them up one by one.

Useful or useless,
put such measures aside.
In a place where you can say it's interesting,
tomorrow's wind will surely blow.

Even if it's not flashy, you've been handing over
things that don't disappear, haven't you?
Behind that playful face,
I loved that straightforward passion.

What are we talking about?
That's fine.
Beyond whether there's meaning or not,
it's enough if your heart loosens a little.

What are we talking about?
That's good.
At that entrance where no correct answer is needed,
someone is being saved again today.

Even on nights that end without being seen,
the words surely remain.
The things that look like jokes,
are actually breathing deeply.

Not for someone far away,
but for the one voice right in front of you.
The footprints you've continued to leave,
have changed the scenery before we knew it.

What are we talking about?
That's fine.
Every time we write, laugh, and connect,
the world becomes a little softer.

What are we talking about?
That's good.
This password born in the back alley,
should still be able to go far.

Hey, what is that
What kind of story is it?
Perhaps this is
a story of the beginning


That is all
Thank you very much φ(..) memo memo☘🍀

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