Orpheus in Hell
When he first brought his music into hell
He was absurdly confident. Even over the noise of the
shapeless fires
And the jukebox groaning of the damned
Some of them would hear him. In the upper world
He had forced the stones to listen.
It wasn’t quite the same. And the people he remembered
Weren’t quite the same either. He began looking at faces
Wondering if all of hell were without music.
He tried an old song but pain
Was screaming on the jukebox and the bright fire
Was pelting away the faces and he heard a voice saying,
“Orpheus!”
He was at the entrance again
And a little three-headed dog was barking at him.
Later he would remember all those dead voices
And call them Eurydice.
poem by Jack Spicer
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Put A Quarter In The Jukebox
Man 1:
She said she'd always love me
She said she'd never leave me
Then I wake up this morning
She's gone without a warning
Man 2:
I know what you've been through, pal
My woman left me, too, pal
I'm drinking to what used to be
Here's a toast the drink's on me
Both:
What this joint needs is some music
Someone put a quarter in the jukebox
And we'll both forget about her
Make the music louder
Someone put a quarter in the jukebox
And we'll sing our cares away
Tomorrow is another day
Man 1:
It feels just like a dream
We were such a winning team
Oh, I'm sure it's true that love is blind
Cause leaving never crossed my mind
Man 2:
Another round on me, pal
I feel the same you see, pal
It's hard to face this endless day
I've got to drink the hurt away
Both:
Hey this joint needs some more music
Someone put a quarter in the jukebox
And we'll both forget about her
Make the music louder
Someone put a quarter in the jukebox
And we'll sing our cares away
Tomorrow is another day
Man 1:
What'll I do with the nights now that she's gone
Man 2:
And what'll I do when the nights go on and on and
Both:
Someone put a quarter in the jukebox
And we'll both forget about her
Make the music louder
Someone put a quarter in the jukebox
And we'll sing our cares away
Tomorrow is another day
Put a quarter in the jukebox
Both forget about her
Make the music louder
Someone put a quarter in the jukebox
And we'll sing our cares away
Tomorrow is another day
(repeat/fade)
song performed by by Barry Manilow
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Dont Rock The Jukebox
(alan jackson/roger murrah/keith stegall)
Dont rock the jukebox
I wanna hear some jones
Cause my heart aint ready
For the rolling stones
I dont feel like rocking
Since my babys gone
So dont rock the jukebox
Play me a country song
Before you drop that quarter
Keep one thing in mind
You got a heartbroke hillbilly
Standing here in line
Ive been down and lonely
Ever since she left
Before you punch that number
May I make one request
Dont rock the jukebox
I wanna hear some jones
Cause my heart aint ready
For the rolling stones
I dont feel like rocking
Since my babys gone
So dont rock the jukebox
Play me a country song
I aint got nothing
Against rock and roll
But when your hearts been broken
You need a song thats slow
There aint nothing like a steel guitar
To drown a memory
Before you spend your money baby
Play a song for me
Dont rock the jukebox
I wanna hear some jones
Cause my heart aint ready
For the rolling stones
I dont feel like rocking
Since my babys gone
So dont rock the jukebox
Play me a country song
Dont rock the jukebox
Play me a country song
song performed by by Alan Jackson
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Come Listen To The Music
I hear the music of the heavenly angels
Coming softly through the blue sky from above
Blending with the music from on the mountain tops
Bringing to all earth's people messages of love.
The song birds are singing to the angels' music
Telling us to hear the words of truth very clear,
"All of earth's people are more alike than different
And to help each other will leave no room for fear".
Come listen to the music of quiet gentle breezes
And music from wild flowers growing on the hill
Whispering softly to awaken our spirits
Saying, "Only listen and let your hearts be still,
So to hear the music from the living waters
That can bring abundance wherever there is need,
Can heal all broken hearts burdened with sorrow,
And can free the people caught by their fears and greed".
Listen to music from the world's throbbing heartbeat
Commanding its people to live in true harmony
By hearing the voices of heavenly angels
Singing love, joy, and peace can be our destiny.
Listen to the music in kind smiling faces
And the music of a child laughing gleefully
Both creating music with notes of "Just Caring".
Won't you please come listen to this music with me?
poem by Alice Lorraine Hill
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Eurydice: Listening: A Picture By Burne Jones
I
As sentient as a wedding-bell,
The vibrant air throbs calling her
Whose eager body, earwise curved,
Leans listening at the heart of hell.
She is one nerve of hearing, strained
To love and suffer, hope and fear-
Thus, hearkening for her Love, she waits,
Whom no man's daring heart has gained.
II
Oh, to be sound to such an ear!
Song, carol, vesper, comfort near,
Sweet words, at sweetest, whispered low,
Or dearer silence, happiest so.
By little languages of love
Her finer audience to prove;
A tenderness untried, to fit
To soul and sense so exquisite;
The blessed Orpheus to be
At last, to such Eurydice!
III
I listened in hell! I listened in hell!
Down in the dark I heard your soul
Singing mine out to the holy sun.
Deep in the dark I heard your feet
Ringing the way of Love in hell.
Into the flame you strode and stood.
Out of the flame you bore me well,
As I listened in hell.
IV
I listen in hell! I listen in hell!
Who trod the fire? Where was the scorch?
Clutched, clasped, and saved, what a tale was to tell
-Heaven come down to hell!
Oh, like a spirit you strove for my sake!
Oh, like a man you looked back for your own!
Back, though you loved me heavenly well,
Back, though you lost me. The gods did decree,
And I listen in hell.
poem by Elizabeth Stuart Phelps Ward
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Head The Call
Have you been listening, (Listen to the music)
Have you been sleeping (The sermon's in the music)
(The man standing next to you, he must surely be your brother)
(So brother please) heed the call
(The piper he's still piping)
The magic in the music
(The drummer he's still drumming)
The message in the music
(Sweet song of loving you should be singing)
(So brother please) heed the call
Listen to the music, Listen to the music
(Listen to the music) heed the call
(Listen to the music) heed the call
Heed the call of the music
Heed the call of the music
Heed the call of the music
Heed the call of the music
(It's still early in our morning)
There's still time for singing
Let's not waste our morning
Join in the singing
The outlaw of the midnight
He all too soon comes winging
(So brother please, please) heed the call
(Listen to the music) (Listen to the music) yeah
(Listen to the music) (Listen to the music) oh oh
(Listen to the music) oh oh oh (Listen to the music)
(Listen to the music)
song performed by by Kenny Rogers
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If Hell Had A Jukebox
(Travis Tritt. Lee Rogers)
You left me for a dream you had to follow
But I thought goodbye wouldn't last that long
You'd go off chasin' rainbows till you realized I loved you
And then run back to my arms where you belong
But months have passed, I guess I was mistakem
And love was something I thought I knew well
But when you called me on the phone, asking when you'd come back home
You simply told me I could go to Hell
(Well/And) Honey, if Hell had a jukebox
And the Devil kept it full of hurtin' songs
You could find me there this evening
With the broken hearted grieving
Prayin like hell you would come back home
I've looked at all the pictures from our good times
And tried to figure out where we went wrong
And I've dropped a million quarters down the jukebox
'Cause I'm still haunted by what used to be our song
I wish this mental torture would release me
Lord, I've give all I had for what it's worth
I don't see how the fires below, where you wanted me to go
Could be worse than Hell I'm living here on Earth
Repeat Chorus
Yes, you could find me there this evening
With the brokenhearted grieving
Prayin' like hell you would come back home
song performed by by Travis Tritt
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A Man Of A Thousand Faces
(music: marillion lyrics: john helmer)
Im the man of a thousand faces
A little piece of me in every part I take
I hold the tape for a thousand races
A different point of view in every speech I make
Cut me a piece of my divided soul
Cry me a river, call it rock and roll
Speak to a leader with the voice of command
And when I talk to God I know hell understand
I speak to machines with the voice of humanity
Ill speak to the wise with the voice of insanity
Im the man of a thousand faces
A little piece of me in every part I take
I hold the tape for a thousand races
A different point of view in every speech I make
Cut me a piece of my divided soul
Cry me a river, call it rock and roll
Give me an attitude and watch me make it lie
Pass me a microphone
I need to testify
Well I speak to machines with the voice of humanity
Speak to the wise with the voice of insanity
Speak to the present in the past and future tense
Speak to a slave with the voice of obedience
Im the man of a thousand ages
You see my face in the stones of the parthenon
You hear my song in the babble of babylon
Im the man of a thousand riches
Be my guest at the feast of satyricon
You spend the money that my logos printed on
Well Ill speak to machines with the voice of humanity
Speak to the wise with the voice of insanity
Speak to the present in the past and future tense
Speak to a slave with the voice of obedience
I stole a fire but it burned up much too soon
I took a leap and I landed on the moon
Look at my life and it looks like cnn
You see something once yknow its gonna come around again
Well Ill speak to machines with the voice of humanity
Speak to the wise with the voice of insanity
Speak to a woman with the fatal charm of a snake
Forgive like a giver and account for all I take
Yes, I speak to machines with the voice of humanity
Speak to the wise with the voice of insanity
Speak like a leader with the voice of power and command
And when I talk to God I know hell understand
Cause Im the man of a thousand faces
Yes Im the man of a thousand faces
I stole a fire but it burned up too much too soon
I took a leap and I landed on the moon..
Voice of command
Voice of a snake
Voice of humanity
Voice of insanity
Voice of command
Voice of a snake
Voice of humanity
Voice of insanity
Voice of command
Voice of obedience
Thousand faces
Thousand races
Cry me a river
Face in the stars
Stones in the parthenon
Babble of babylon
Voice of command
Voice of a snake
Voice of humanity
Voice of insanity
Thousand faces
Thousand races
Cry me a river
Steal a fire
Face in the stars
Stones in the parthenon
Babble of babylon
Landed on the moon
* italic lyrics are from the extended version
song performed by by Marillion
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Orpheus
Orpheus he went, as poets tell,
To fetch Eurydice from hell;
And had her, but it was upon
This short, but strict condition;
Backward he should not look, while he
Led her through hell's obscurity.
But ah! it happen'd, as he made
His passage through that dreadful shade,
Revolve he did his loving eye,
For gentle fear or jealousy;
And looking back, that look did sever
Him and Eurydice for ever.
poem by Robert Herrick
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A Child's Amaze
amaze, cold amazement
those faces i saw as a child
those faces that can still trap
me between the lines of their
scowls with mere recollections
those cold cold faces that seemed
to have come out of er somewhere
a torture chamber? a lonely prison?
disappointment land?
i did not know hell, too young to know
wonder who first coined cold as hell
could hell be cold anyway?
well then i did not know
much about fridge either
in backward borneo 40 years back
the coldness of people's faces
racked the mind and dissettled
a budding heart mored used to
cajoles and warm embraces
i still see men with
cold cold faces, demeanor
hell, ice, fridge have become
overused, redundant words
to describe such poor souls
i picture them as homo sapiens
who carry an arctic with them
and wonder how they could make
friends and warm them up
cold cold people with cold cold faces
who could cut deeper to the bone
than ice and snow
inspired by
A Child's Amaze
SILENT and amazed, even when a little boy,
I remember I heard the preacher every Sunday put God in his
statements,
As contending against some being or influence.
Walt Whitman
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Faces
Key:-a - anita r - ray
A: look around you
What do those faces tell you?
R: faces, joy and pain
A: faces
All around different faces I see
Some are happy, some in misery
They express joy and pain
No two faces are the same.
R: people, people all over town
Some of them are poor and others wear a crown
Ive seen alot of many faces
Joy and pain in different places
Open your mind, set yourself free
Figure it out, what could it be?
Sympathise, understand
Give love and peace to the other fellow man
A: faces
R: faces, joy and pain
A: look around you
Do you see those faces
What do those faces tell you
A: everywhere I go, different faces I see
A: faces
All around different faces I see
Some are happy, some in misery
They express joy and pain
No two faces are the same.
R: playing with your life, playing with your soul
You all scream out Im the one in control
Killing of the colours, silly stupid games
You know who you are without no names
Dont mess the world cause that the sequal
Open your mind cause we talking about the people
In the world, all kind of places
Different races, different faces
A: different faces
Everywhere
song performed by by 2 Unlimited
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The Tar Pit
I'm sinking, I'm sinking,
Deeper and deeper.
Hell is reaching out to me.
I'm clawing. I'm struggling.
I'm screaming nobody hears me.
Nobody sees me.
I'm sinking deeper in to depression.
Hell is calling out to me.
Voices swirl, I hear my name, .
I'm caught in a tar pit.
Sinking to my knees.
Nobody sees. Faces mock me,
I close my eyes;
I hear the devil's roar.
I'm sinking. I'm sinking.
In to depression
I'm sinking fast.
My time has come.
Hell beckons, Hell's calling.
I can see flames.I can feel the fire.
My Body is trapped.
There's no escape,
The tar laps at my knees.
I'm sinking just sinking.
He's dragging me away.
I'm clawing. I'm struggling.
I'm screaming.
Nobody hears me.
Nobody sees me.
Im stuck in the tar pitt.
Please pull me out
poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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Jukebox In My Mind
Dave gibson/ronnie rogers, 3:39
Chorus:
In the corner of my mind stands a jukebox
Its playing all my favorite memories
One by one they take me back
To the days when you were mine
And I cant stop this jukebox in my mind
I dont need no quarters
Dont need any dimes
You filled it up forever
When you said goodbye
Heaven knows I love old melodies
They were meant to ease the pain
But the kind thats playing on my mind
Are driving me insane
Repeat chorus
Song by song those melodies
Were meant to ease the pain
But the kind thats playing on my mind
Are driving me insane
Repeat chorus
Tag
No I cant stop this jukebox in my mind
Repeat chorus
(c) 1990 maypop music (a division of wilcountry, inc.) (bmi). all rights reserved.
song performed by by Alabama
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Music is...
Music is...
Music is expression...
Music is freedom...
Music is the song of life...
Music is notes...
Music is noise...
Music is beat...
Music is relaxing...
Music is peace...
Music is loud...
Music is calm...
Music is meaningful...
Music is sound...
Music is heart...
Music is soul...
Music is mind...
Music is body...
Music is nature...
Music is language...
Music is the song of my life...
Music is everything...
Music is me...
Music is....
poem by Madeline anderson
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Ant Music
cool music
Well I'm standin' here, looking at you.
What do I see?
I'm lookin' straight through. It's so sad
when you're young, too be told.
But, you're havin' fun so un-plug the jukebox.
And do us all a favor.
Oooh, that musics lost its taste, so try another flavor.
AntMusic..
(oh, oh oh oh oh oh )
AntMusic...
(oh, oh oh oh oh oh )
AntMusic...
(oh, oh oh oh oh oh )
AntMusic...
(oh, oh oh oh oh oh..)
Ooooh, when i'm standin here, what do I see?
A big Nothing, threatening me.
It's so sad, when you're young to be told.
But you're havin' fun so un-plug the jukebox.
And do us all a favor.
Oooh, that music's lost its taste, so try another flavor.
AntMusic...
(oh, oh oh oh oh oh...)
AntMusic...
(oh, oh oh oh oh oh...)
AntMusic...
(oh, oh oh oh oh oh...)
AntMusic...
(oh, oh oh oh oh oh...)
Don't tread on an ant, he's done nothin' to you.
There might come a day
when he's treadin' on you.
Don't tread on ant you'll end up black and blue.
Oh, cut off his head, legs come lookin' for you. So;
Un-plug the jukebox.
And do us all a favor.
Hey ooohh
That, music's lost its taste, so try another flavor.
AntMusic...
(oh, oh oh oh oh......)
Antmusic...
(oh, oh oh oh oh......)
AntMusic!
(oh, oh oh oh oh......)
AntMusic......
oh, un-plug the jukebox
and do us all a favor.
the music's lost its taste, so try another flavor...
AntMusic.
song performed by by Ok Go
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Please Mr. Please
(welch/rostill)
In the corner of the bar there stands a jukebox
With the best of country music, old and new
You can hear your five selections for a quarter
And somebody else's songs when yours are through
I got good kentucky whiskey on the counter
And my friends around to help me ease the pain
'til some button-pushing cowboy plays that love song
And here i am just missing you again
Please, mr., please, don't play b-17
It was our song, it was his song, but it's over
Please, mr., please, if you know what i mean
I don't ever wanna hear that song again
If i had a dime for every time i held you
Though you're far away, you've been so close to me
I could swear i'd be the richest girl in nashville
Maybe even in the state of tennessee
But i guess i'd better get myself together
'cause when you left, you didn't leave too much behind
Just a note that said "i'm sorry" by your picture
And a song that's weighing heavy on my mind
Please, mr., please, don't play b-17
It was our song, it was his song, but it's over
Please, mr., please, if you know what i mean
I don't ever wanna hear that song again
song performed by by Olivia Newton-John
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Take On The World
You got to leave your seat, you gotta get up upon your feet,
Youre gonna move ya to the rhythm till you never can stop.
We got the power, we got the music, and you bet that you can use it,
Were gonna take rock-bottom, were gonna take it to the top.
Put yourself in our hands, so our voices can be heard,
And together we will take on all the world.
Put yourself in our hands, so our voices can be heard,
And together we will take on all the world.
Move a little nearer, you know you gotta follow your leaders,
As we need you, like you need us for sure.
Were gonna drive you, were gonna ride you,
Were gonna get right inside you,
And if you wanna keep going, just shout out for more!
Put yourself in our hands, so our voices can be heard,
And together we will take on all the world.
Put yourself in our hands, so our voices can be heard,
And together we will take on all the world.
Sing your song, well listen to you.
Sing your song, the spotlights are you.
Put yourself in our hands, so our voices can be heard,
And together we will take on all the world.
Put yourself in our hands, so our voices can be heard,
And together we will take on all the world.
Put yourself in our hands, so our voices can be heard,
And together we will take on all the world.
Put yourself in our hands, so our voices can be heard,
And together we will take on all the world.
song performed by by Judas Priest
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Burn In Hell
Speak to me
Of those days I wont forget
Your worst dreams
Has just returned - to pay you back
Im still laughing
Theres not much else I can do
But ones things certain
Im coming back for you
Have you got a gun
Do you remember well
Who you used it on
Its time to burn in hell
Say my name
I can hear you whisper
Not to blame?
You are going to blister
Scream in the night
Ive been counting the days
Its so amusing
To see you again
Have you got a gun
Do you remember well
Who dya use it on
Youre going to burn in hell
Die
Why?
Time to pay the price
Kill
I will
Have my sacrifice
Plead
With fear
I am getting near
Friend
Liar
Time to eat some fire
Have you got a gun
Do you remember well
Who dya use it on
Youre going to burn in hell
Burn in hell
I can hear you whisper
Burn in hell
You are going to blister
Have you got a gun
Do you remember well
Who dya use it on
Youre going to burn in hell
Burn in hell
I can hear you whisper
Burn in hell
You are going to blister
Snarl like a dog
Youll scream like a banshee
Stuck like a hog
Youre gonna love me
Burn in hell
I can hear you whisper
Burn in hell
You are going to blister
Burn in hell
Screaming like a banshee
Burn in hell
Burn
song performed by by Judas Priest
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Welcome To My Revolution
Theres too much music, too much light
These endless broadcasts into the night
Petty seizures of money and drugs
By some official or unauthorized thugs
Now its gone, the whole worlds gone
Theres the army at the front door, guerrillas in back
Why do I always have to take up sides
I had no plans to be conscripted today
I am no use to them anyway
So what the hells going on
When they took my bed for the good of the state
I had to rest my head and took to levitation
Welcome to my revolution
Every morning they confer with the press
Just to point a few fingers
Fix the blame for this mess
The spokesmen waffle and the jerk-offs complain
In a stream of rhetoric
Piss themselves down the drain
Then its time to go home
Time to go home
What will they say when its gone
The whole worlds gone
So they call a cease fire to bury the dead
And just delay it for an hour or so
Loose talk of cowards and leaders that lied
What does it matter once were vaporized
Say what the hells going on
Then it got so bad I couldnt breathe the air
So I became my own church and begged for sanctuary
Welcome to my revolution
This is the dream that I have every night
I wake up screaming to the left and the right
Is this my vision of the end of the world
The faces looked smoldered, the edges are curled
Tell me what is the reason we cant look at ourselves
And realize everybody creates his own hell
And if we put it together to make them all real
And then forget how to think, forget how to feel
Until its gone, the whole worlds gone
Are we damned if we do and damned if we dont
Could we be suckered into thinking that
Or get too greedy, afraid of the loss
And wind up fighting for a worthless cause
What if we died and had to come back
How may times would we have to go round
What if tomorrow was the end of the line
Dont want to feel like I wasted my time
So what the hells going on
When the noise gets so dense
You cant hear yourself think
We got the spirit world on a telephone link
So welcome to my revolution
song performed by by Utopia
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Gonna Raise Hell
Words and music by rick nielsen
Gonna raise hell, gonna raise hell.
Gonna raise hell, gonna raise hell.
Ambition? ha!
If all Ive heard is true,
Theres nothin much I can do
To change the world, its irreversible.
But in what it lacks,
Its got a taste that smacks of somethin irresistable.
Gonna raise hell, gonna raise hell, gonna raise hell.
Gonna raise hell, gonna raise hell, gonna raise hell.
Submission? yes!
Now I wont name names, and a secrets a secret,
But a hints a hint or a clue.
You really wanna know, you really wanna go,
Theres only two things you got to do.
Gonna raise hell, gonna raise hell, gonna raise hell.
Gonna raise hell, gonna raise hell, gonna raise hell.
Mother, mother.
Mother, mother.
Mother, mother.
My mission? ah, yes!
Everybody hear? everybody here,
Its a fate I all agree.
Sometimes you win, I never lose,
To me its no mystery.
Gonna raise hell, gonna raise hell, gonna raise hell.
Gonna raise hell, gonna raise hell, gonna raise hell.
(repeat to coda)
song performed by by Cheap Trick
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Six String Music
Six string music
By: jimmy buffett, g.e. smith
1994
Turn off the t.v.
Turn off the crap
Kick off your high heels
Climb up in my lap
Chorus:
And Ill play music
A song from me to you
Simple six string music
A ballad or the blues
No interruptions
>from the telephone
Dont need call waitin
Just you and me alone
Chorus:
And my six string music (six string music)
A song from me to you
Simple six string music (six string music)
A ballad or the blues
Oh I remember that night in africa
My daughter and my little guitar
Straddling the equator
The king of zanzibar
Those shy black hidden faces
They didnt know me from adams cat
But the words and the singin
And the people in a ring
And the whole night went like that
Now some folks like icing
Some folks like cake
Some swim in the ocean
Some paddle in a lake
Well you can get into beethoven
Or you can groove on jimmy reed
But keep it simple stupid
All we really need is
Chorus:
Six string music (six string music)
A song from me to you
Simple six string music (six string music)
A ballad or the blues
Six string music (six string music)
Aint no symphony
Its just six string music (six string music)
So elementary
song performed by by Jimmy Buffett
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