Endless/Useless
'Poetry is one's telling of experience through perception'
-Shane Mullen
Haha my notebook was on the step-
In the stock room, upstairs, in my homeless bag...
Jack, did you lose
The Muse
At four twenty six near the shores of sober?
Well I haven't had a kiss
Since two years this
Past October
Haha where the hell's my notebook?
Oh, over on the step, useless as a metaphor
poem by Tim Cronin
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Love Signals
Whoo!
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Whoa... whoa... whoa...
There are...
So many people around the world lacking love (whoa)
So many people don't know how to love one another (whoa)
So many people walk around low self-estime (yeah)
And so many people for no reason so dog on me
Watch my feet while I step (watch me)
See my smile while I step (see my smile)
Feel my vibe while I step (and how I'm sending out those love...)
Love signals (tell me can you feel my)
Love signals (now you send out your)
Love signals (now the room is filled with)
Love signals (love signals)
Now there's... (whoo)
So many of us have little faith and insecurities (I love you Mother)
And so many of us so easy to give up on our dreams (I love you Mother)
There's so many of us that's quick to say let's go war (I love you Mother)
And so many of us that's raising our hands and saying war no more
Watch my feet while I step (watch my feet)
See my smile while I step (see my smile, yeah)
Feel my vibe while I step (yeah, I'm sending out those love signals)
Love signals (hoping you can feel it, yeah, yeah)
Love signals (now send it right back to me)
Love signals (ooh, now this place is filled with)
Love signals
(May I) I just wanna touch your soul
(May I) let me pour into you
(May I) fill you with my joy
(Mmm, may I) and make you feel brand new
(May I) stepping is therapy
(May I) healing both you and me
(May I) that's why I'm sending
(Mmm, may I) out love signals
Love signals (yeah, hoping you can feel it)
Love signals (you, now send it right back to me, oh)
Love signals (now this place is filled with)
Love signals (oh yeah, sending out those love...)
Love signals (signals, tell me can you feel it?)
Love signals (whoo, now send it right back to me, yeah)
Love signals (now the place is filled with)
Love signals (love, I'm talkin' about love) (sendin' out those...) (hey)
Love signals (sendin' out those) (love)
Love signals (sendin' out those love signals) (love, I'll send it to you, you send it to me, yeah)
Love signals (send me your love signals) (sendin' out those)
Love signals (sendin' out those) (oh yeah)
(Sendin' out those love signals)
Donnie Lyles, break it down, uh
Now you know when a track feels this good
I gotta break it down and do my thing
So listen, this is what we gon' do
We gonna play a little game
But we gonna put the, we're gonna put a little twist to this steppers thing
This is what we gonna do
We gonna take a little journey into love
Now when I start to sing
I want all of the couples to just separate for a minute from their partners
That's right, you gon' come right back
But I want you to just separate when I start sing
I'ma tell you what to do
As you startin' to step around the room
I want you to look at all the Happy People in the room
And I want you to touch 'em
And when you touch 'em
This is what I want you to say
Y'all ready? C'mon
One, two, three, separate
Somebody touch somebody, tell somebody you love somebody
(I love you) step (I love you) step
(I love you) step (I love you)
Somebody touch somebody, tell somebody you love somebody
(I love you) step (I love you) step
(I love you) step (I love you)
Somebody touch somebody, tell somebody you love somebody
(I love you) step (I love you) step
(I love you) step (I love you)
Somebody touch somebody, tell somebody you love somebody
Now go back (I love you) find your partner (I love you)
Now send (I love you) out those... (I love you) love signals
Chocolate Factory y'all, huh
Sending out love signals to all those that may be lacking love, mmm, yeah
It's Kels, your music weatherman, uh
Wayne Williams, our in house DJ y'all, uh
Uncle Life, Uncle Love, the stepping twins, haha
I see you, haha
Regina and George Daniels, haha
I love you baby
We just down at the Chocolate Factory having fun, y'all
So if you want to call in to the Chocolate Factory the number is
One-two-three, l-o-v, e...
Love... (love, love) love yeah (oh) (you-ooh-you...)
Peace
song performed by by R. Kelly
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Pump Me Up
Yo Jeff baby lets keep it ol skool
Pump Pump Pump Pump Me Up
Haha
Jazzy Jeff and The Fresh Prince back together
Now Jeff look go ahead and warm that thing up boy
Warm that thing up
Pump Pump Pump Pump Me Up
What
A-ight now you
Look I know its been a minute since we did this thing
But I want you to go ahead you get ready
Cause we gonna tear this place down
Jazzy blaze
Comin with it
Say what say what
Strike the flame up
*Pump Pump Pump Pump Me Up*
Right haha
Now Jeff do that thing where you snatch it back
*Pump Me Up*
Wooh haha DJ Jazzy Jeff
Look boy you know we don't miss a step when we do this thing
Now give me that quick scratch quick scratch
Pump Pump Pump Pump Me Up
Uh Now Jeff everywhere I go everybody ask me
"Look you and Jeff
song performed by by Will Smith from Willennium
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I carry a notebook with me everywhere. But that's only the first step.
A Poem For the Everyday Routine College Student
Days roll by with endless work here
I know it is not much as it appears
But if you were sitting here, if you were me
With this clock ticking by you would see
That it truly isn’t easy
“All work and no play makes jack a dull boy”
Same here goes for me; where there’s no company or joy
Alone with a desk and a notebook filled with paper
And it’s true, the silence makes it harder
Music should fill the air
Laughter should break out everywhere
There should be dancing all around
Not this room, empty of all sound
Only a couple more days left
Although this work is committing theft
So now I think it’s time to close the book
And end the work that has always been the crook
Let me enjoy the next few days
I’ll go outside and enjoy the sun’s rays
Goodbye chair, notebook, and boredom
Hello to a new day with its new freedom
Written: November 18,2010
poem by Ryan Collins
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Lucky Star
An elegant woman in a long brown tube dress
Accenting bare milky shoulders
Gently clad by a silk cape
Exhaling skyscraper-like confidence
Leaned upon the afternoon bar
Requesting Tanqueray and tonic
And placing her dark sunglasses
Into her expensive leather purse.
I was a young man a day
Past twenty-one
And nearly as inexperienced
And naïve as I am today
Decades later;
I entered the bar for no purpose
Dreaming of Ernest Hemingway.
She sat alone at the bar
Not in need of any man
Or anything much in particular;
I sat conspicuously by myself
With a notebook
And studied her ankle-revealing shoes
As if to gather major information
Concerning the universe.
Madonna was playing in the background
And it felt like a pleasant day;
After she finished her drink,
The startlingly beautiful woman
Walked over to my table and asked,
“Are you looking at something?
You seem to be staring at me.”
I replied, “Only at your ankles, honest.”
Before I could utter an apology,
She kissed me and exited the bar.
I almost left my notebook behind
On that amazing day
And still haven’t caught my breath.
poem by Uriah Hamilton
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Space (The Phatheads Remix)
Verse 1
Here we come
Jah right
And the sight you mighta heard
If the word ain't feelin the streets beat the third
The fourth if ya ready
Ya make my belly get sick
The way you talkin so loud
Who you rollin with
Move coward/You sweet and sour
Let me introduce you to friend of ours
You better look bolth ways before you cross this road
You wanna tangle with the boys
What you watin for
What?
Chorus
If you got something to say
Haha
You better say it
Or don't even look my way (I wantcha to, I wantcha to)
And if you pull that card to play
Haha
You better play it
Cause if not get outa my face
And don't waste my time.
Verse 2
Street tested
Tangle through
Make your move
My crew we wanna prove
From the bottom to the top
Top to the bottom
We got em lock
And lock is how we got em
Gave birth to this game
Pay dues for his name
If your trains about to end
And I'm gonna send it away
I was built for this role
And I own it
I take the plane
Keep talkin real big and watch me do big things
What?
Chorus
If you got something to say
Haha
You better say it
Or don't even look my way (I wantcha to, I wantcha to)
And if you pull that card to play
Haha
You better play it
Cause if not get outa my face
And don't waste my time.
Bridge
Chorus
If you got something to say
Haha
You better say it
Or don't even look my way (I wantcha to, I wantcha to)
And if you pull that card to play
Haha
You better play it
Cause if not get outa my face
And don't waste my time.
(I wantcha to, I wantcha to,I wantcha to, I wantcha to,I wantcha to, I wantcha to)
song performed by by P.O.D.
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Polly In A Porny
Haha I kissed Polly goodnight haha as we stood at her front door
Now she's quite a proper lady so I didn't ask for anything more
But haha I was feeling oh so groovie that I went down to the movie
And I sat down and guess just what I saw
I saw Polly in a porny down at the dirty flicks
I saw Polly in a porny I didn't know she knew them tricks
What I seen nearly struck me blind I never knew she was the artically inclined
I saw Polly in a porny with a pony and I've nearly blowed my mind
Was she gallopin' (no no no) oh was she trottin' (no no no)
Oh was she riding across the country with some tall dark handsome person
Oh was she wearin' her cowboy hat haha well not exactly that
But at least I recall she had her spurs on
I love ol' Polly in a porny I keep on going back
Yeah in the very last row I'm singin' low with my coat bouncin' in my lap ooh
I spend each dime I can afford I swear she's gonna win an academy award
I saw Polly in a porny with a pony and the pony seemed a little bored
Ooh oh ride Polly ride slide Polly slide
poem by Sheldon Allan Silverstein
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No Step
I looked out of my window, saw a stencil black,
No step. no step.
There were nervous mothers with children crying in the back.
No step. no step.
Someone bought me my ticket, now Im on the wing.
Hope my angels are watching me, do I hear them sing?
No step. no step.
Those afterburners cut in and kicked us high.
No step. no step.
The thin air shimmered, the sun cut through and burned my eye.
No step. no step.
Someone bought me my ticket, now Im on the wing.
Hope my angels are watching me, do I hear them sing?
No step.
No step no step.
No step no step.
No step no step.
Give me a jet stream schooner or a crew-legged goose.
No step. no step.
Im a clear-air jockey when they turn me loose
No step. no step.
Someone bought me my ticket to the captains seat.
Will the shakes soon leave me, will I find my feet?
No step. no step.
No step. no step.
No step.
song performed by by Jethro Tull
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Old Town Types No. 7
Well I remember him - Big Jack Herrington;
Big Jack, the lumper, tanned and honest-eyed,
The clean, straight limbs of him,
The strength in those limbs of him
Strength that was the end of him, and once had been his pride:
Big Jack Herrington, toiling up the stack,
Hefting up the wheat sacks on his mighty back.
One year, two years he labored when the wheat came;
Three years, four years, in the grimy heat,
Toiling up the planks there
The crazy, narrow planks there.
Folk said, 'A wonder! Why, there's nothing got him beat!'
Never had he faltered beneath a heavy bag
Big, Jack, the lumper, never known to sag.
For five years, for big pay he larbored there.
'Ten bob a day!' they said. 'Jack's the boy to score.'
And then came the end of him
A false step, and the end of him;
And Big Jack, the lumper, he toiled no more.
Twisted now and broken - his body and his pride,
Big Jack lingered on, a cripple till he died.
Old Jack Herrington, sitting in the bar-room,
Hoping for a kind friend, waiting for a 'shout.'
Men said, 'Remember him?'
Course I remember him.
Best about the stock yard till his strength gave out.
Booze never beat him till that tumble turned him queer....
Hey! Old Jack, there! Have another beer?'
poem by Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
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A Family Divided~
For her waxing poetic has become more & more difficult...
Absent are her oft' cloying sentiments...
Blatent truths are staring her in the face
The lines of her notebook mock her now;
In her ever present biting reality of unhappy circumstances...
It has been eleven years of almost pure Hell
They have taken their toll on her and her husband
Each year like a rung on a step ladder going down-
A new fear-a new worry-a new upset!
Each day she awakens with no new hopeful words...
Only utter sorrow at a blessing now lost
Something that should have remained forever and sacred
A bond... IS GONE! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
She and her husband weep together
For they believe that hope has, indeed, lost it's wings...
poem by Theodora Onken
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Practice Every Step
Practice every step.
Do not second guess what it takes.
Practice every step.
Practice every step.
There's no sleeping for someone who has a place to go,
So...
Practice every step.
Practice every step.
Focus on that goal,
And tighten on your hold,
And...
Practice every step.
Practice every step.
Practice every step.
Do not second guess what it takes.
Practice every step.
Practice every step.
Every journey taken,
Must be thought of as a race...
And,
Practice every step.
Practice every step.
There's no other way to straighten out a crooked road,
So...
Practice every step.
Practice every step.
No matter what you're told,
There will be some doubts and woes...
But you,
Practice every step.
Yes you,
Practice every step.
Woes you hold will eventually go,
So...
Practice every step.
Practice every step.
Practice every step.
Practice every step.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Step It Up And Go
by Bob Dylan (arr)
1. Got a little girl, little and low,
She used to love me but she don't no more.
She gotta step it up and go-Yeah, go.
Can't stand pat, swear you gotta step it up and go.
2. Got a little girl, she stays upstairs,
Make a livin' by puttin' on airs.
Gotta step it up and go-Yeah, man.
Can't stand pat, swear you gotta step it up and go.
3. Front door shut, back door too,
Blinds pulled down, what' cha gonna do?
Gotta step it up and go-Yeah, go.
Can't stand pat, swear you gotta step it up and go.
4. Got a little girl, her name is Ball,
Give a little bit, she took it all.
I said step it up and go-Yeah, man.
Can't stand pat, swear you gotta step it up and go.
5. Me an' my baby walkin' down the street,
Tellin' everybody 'bout the chief of police.
Gotta step it up and go-Yeah, go.
Can't stand pat, swear you gotta step it up and go.
6. Tell my woman I'll see her at home,
Ain't no lovin' since she been gone.
Gotta step it up and go-Yeah, go.
Can't stand pat, swear you gotta step it up and go.
7. Well, I'll sing this verse, ain't gonna sing no more,
Hear my gal call me and I got to go.
Step it up and go-Yeah, man.
Can't stand pat, swear you gotta step it up and go.
song performed by by Bob Dylan
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Step It Up & Go
1. got a little girl, little and low,
She used to love me but she dont no more.
She gotta step it up and go-yeah, go.
Cant stand pat, swear you gotta step it up and go.
2. got a little girl, she stays upstairs,
Make a livin by puttin on airs.
Gotta step it up and go-yeah, man.
Cant stand pat, swear you gotta step it up and go.
3. front door shut, back door too,
Blinds pulled down, what cha gonna do?
Gotta step it up and go-yeah, go.
Cant stand pat, swear you gotta step it up and go.
4. got a little girl, her name is ball,
Give a little bit, she took it all.
I said step it up and go-yeah, man.
Cant stand pat, swear you gotta step it up and go.
5. me an my baby walkin down the street,
Tellin everybody bout the chief of police.
Gotta step it up and go-yeah, go.
Cant stand pat, swear you gotta step it up and go.
6. tell my woman Ill see her at home,
Aint no lovin since she been gone.
Gotta step it up and go-yeah, go.
Cant stand pat, swear you gotta step it up and go.
7. well, Ill sing this verse, aint gonna sing no more,
Hear my gal call me and I got to go.
Step it up and go-yeah, man.
Cant stand pat, swear you gotta step it up and go.
song performed by by Bob Dylan
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Ballet
Waking up on a dance floor
shoes at my feet
won't let me touch base
with the ground
i can feel your hands
offering shelter
to my cheesy heart
telling me
that there's nothing wrong
in this essential core
here.
like a miracle of beauty
morning sparks in
whenever i think of you
a subtle breeze
brushes my eyelids
free from fears
i start to dance
listening to the
magic
melody
of yours
step by step
step by step step by step
..
poem by Erika Conti
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Head For The Barricade
FIGHT, FIGHT
FIGHT, FIGHT
FIGHT, FIGHT
FIGHT, FIGHT
Sometimes you gotta fight for your right
When your not sure you're in a fight for your life right?
If you ain't packin any tactics
You might get ass kicked
Even if you are you little knucklehead
I'm kinda sick of being aggravated
I'm glad I'm hated
I guess I'm doing something right
But that's what happened back in Columbine
You gotta know when to stop
And not go over the top
Cause there's a chamber deep inside the brain
It's covered with chains
So don't be shaking them loose
And if you do I'll be running for the hills
Cause I'm ready to rock and now we're playing for real
I gotta
FIGHT FIGHT
You better watch out when my adrenaline kicks I gotta
FIGHT FIGHT
IT'S TOO LATE, YOU ALREADY BEEN HIT, DAMN!
STICK 'EM STICK 'EM
STICK 'EM HA HAHA STICK 'EM
STICK 'EM STICK 'EM
YEAH! (Head for the barricades)
STICK 'EM STICK 'EM
STICK 'EM HA HAHA STICK 'EM
STICK 'EM STICK 'EM
YEAH! (Head for the barricades)
This world can make you stick to your stomach so I
Put on my headphones, listen to the Deftones
It's getting crowded in my spaceship
Living in a dream
Running from the hate machine
You know it's,
Such a drag when there's people talking down to ya
Such a drag when everything sucks do ya,
Walk away with spit on your face or do ya,
Draw lines and give them a taste cause I,
Know it's never gonna end
If it happens again I'm going straight for the throat
Another note
Don't forget you had a chance
Now I'm over the sidelines and ready to dance
I gotta
FIGHT FIGHT
You better watch out when my adrenaline kicks I gotta
FIGHT FIGHT
IT'S TOO LATE, YOU ALREADY BEEN HIT, DAMN!
STICK 'EM STICK 'EM
STICK 'EM HA HAHA STICK 'EM
STICK 'EM STICK 'EM
YEAH! (Head for the barricade)
STICK 'EM STICK 'EM
STICK 'EM HA HAHA STICK 'EM
STICK 'EM STICK 'EM
YEAH! (Head for the barricade)
IF YOU GOT THE GUTS (Head for the barricade)
Then come on down (Head for the barricade)
IF YOU GOT THE GUTS (Head for the barricade)
Then come on down (Head for the barricade)
AND HEAD FOR THE BARRICADE
FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT
GET UP GET UP
FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT
GET UP GET UP
FIGHT
HEAD FOR THE BARRICADE
I ain't playin around
HEAD FOR THE BARRICADE
I ain't playin around
HEAD FOR THE BARRICADE
STICK 'EM STICK 'EM
STICK 'EM HA HAHA STICK 'EM
STICK 'EM STICK 'EM
YEAH! (Head for the barricade)
STICK 'EM STICK 'EM
STICK 'EM HA HAHA STICK 'EM
STICK 'EM STICK 'EM
YEAH! (Head for the barricades)
song performed by by Limp Bizkit
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Stepping On The Stairs
in wanting to go up
you step on the stairs
on the first step
you have to please this black dog
with the meat of a cat
on the second step
you have to deceive this white cat
with the whiskers of a fish
on the third step
you have to please this pink mouse
with a collar of a black dog
rising on the fourth step
you have to convince the hawk
that the white cat is dead
advancing on the fifth step
the bull demands that the fish
must be caught with its fins clipped off
the sixth step is meticulous
you have to find a way to
reconcile the black cat and the white dog
on the seventh you will be confused
what to do and whom to really please
to reach the eight step
the ninth step has this owl
speaking to you to finally proceed
to the tenth step
and you want to advance some more
trying to figure out what these animals
are asking you to do without
creating all the chaos
you want to please them all
to get what you want
finally you take the tenth step
and you are too weary and guilty
and up there you find
there is really nothing worth
the taking at the end
there is just the wind
blowing your hair telling you nothing
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Step Inside
Harrys on the run, hes got good reason
Since he bought a gun, hell never sleep again
Widow sleeps alone, she never shuts her window
Mandy knows whats fun, she just dont know whats right
Come on, step inside
Come on, step inside, dont walk on by
Step inside
Come on, step inside
Sequins on his shirt, stevies up for dancing
Always been a flirt, carol steps in line
History to the bone, memory to the marrow
Old an weary man, treads a travelled road
Come on, step inside
Come on, step inside, dont walk on by
Step inside
Come on, step inside
Standing in the sun, trolling cold maria
A hare krishna drum sounds distantly in time
The blood comes off like grime, in the wash hand basin
Just another crime, reason with her
Step inside
Come on, step inside, donmt walk on by
Step inside
Come on, step inside, dont walk on by
Step inside
Come on, step inside
song performed by by Gomez
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Baby Step Back
Now it looks to me like the same old place
In the sky it looks like rain
The same old town with the same old streets
The address has not change
You can find me there
With the door shut tight
And the one wish that remains
Baby step back baby step back
Either step up or step back
No you know I dont write no bad checks
I have no wish to repent
Ive seen a few
But whatever I do
I dont cause no accidents
Whiskey and wine help me pass the time
I dont leave no evidence
Baby step back baby step back
Either step up or step back
Baby step back baby step back
Either step up or step back
Still I dont kneel down
I was born to fight
So youd best leave me alone
Maybe Ill get much more than I need
Or much less than I should own
Last of all let me say it again
Either step up or step on
Baby step back baby step back
Either step up or step back
Baby step back baby step back
Either step up or step back
Baby walk back baby walk back
Either walk on or walk back
Baby step back ...
song performed by by Gordon Lightfoot
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Step Out Of Hell
(m&l - weikath)
Tme has come
Start your search for tomorrow
No escape
From that long trail of sorrow
You dont know how it keeps goin on, oh no
Wake up out of misty dreams
Evil drug is starting to grab you, to grab you
Step out of hell! -
Demons dancing round your brain
Step out of hell! -
Streams of madness flow through your veins
Step out of hell! -
Go on like this youre gonna be dead
Step out of hell! -
Take my hand I wanna help (but can i? )
You did your best to keep yourself down
Give it a rest and just turn around
Its only a one-way street of lies, yes it is!
Living in a twilight zone
Get away out of that drug jungle,
That drug jungle
Step out of hell! -
Demons dancing round your brain
Step out of hell! -
Streams of madness flow through your veins
Step out of hell! -
Go on like this youre gonna be dead
Step out of hell! -
Take my hand I wanna help ypu
Another line, have a good time you dont mind
To turn your brain inside out to serve the final rite
Step out of hell! -
Demons dancing round your brain
Step out of hell! -
Streams of madness flow through your veins
Step out of hell! -
Go on like this youre gonna be dead
Step out of hell! -
Take my hand I wanna help you
song performed by by Helloween
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Blameless
Nameless, Blamesless, fearless, worthless, nevertheless;
At the editor's desk to resport your muse,
But in the twenty-third year with your love!
For the rain came in and washed out your nakedness with joy;
And the muse of love spread allnover you.
Overnight stops,
Prescribed,
And written down in book!
But you falied to answer my calls;
And like the muse of love in the land of joy.
Rule, mule, crew, screw, few, dew, hew, dole!
Little by little and step by step;
And like noble men and women beside the common people of the land,
But blameless in the name of this war around you!
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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