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I was in Guatemala during a time of year when many fireflies are out at night.  I thought of how fleeting their lives are and this inspired the lyrics.

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HOLD ME LIKE YOU USED TO DO

Michael Dyer 

© 2009

 

Hold me like you used to do, 

When we were so young.

And kiss me like you used to do, 

When we'd just begun.

 

'Cause I never forgot.  No, I never forgot.  

You were the one.

 

The years go by, like butterflies. They flutter and fall, 

In the sun.

The years go by, like fireflies, that wink and blink, 

'Till there're none.

 

But I never forgot.  No, I never forgot.  

You were the one.

 

And, oh, the cold, has taken its toll, 

On ev'ry love story ever told.

The summer heat will soon retreat, 

Again.

 

So hold me like you used to do, 

When we were so in love.

And kiss me like you used to do, 

When forever was never,

Enough.

 

'Cause who can undo what's not undone?

You're still the one.

 

And, oh, the cold has taken its toll, 

On ev'ry love story ever told.

The summer heat must soon retreat,  

Again. 

 

So hold me like you used to do,

When we were so young.

And kiss me like you used to do,

When we'd just begun.

 

'Cause I never forgot.  No, I never forgot.  

You're still the one.

Michael Dyer
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I came up with a very light-sounding chord progression and was starting to think up words for it when my wife said, "If you put words to such light, airy music then you'll have to just sprinkle them here-and-there very carefully."   Immediately, her statement gave me the idea for this song's lyrics, in which love is being sprinkled on someone.  Sprinkles are light and so I thought of light objects (soap bubbles) and "sprinkly words" (such as "flutter", "twinkle") and the lyrics kind of wrote themselves in about an hour.

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SHE SPRINKLES HER LOVE

Michael Dyer

© 2009

 

She sprinkles her love, here and there,

Blows soap bubbles, into the air.

Her kisses sparkle, spin and hop. 

When they land, they gasp and pop.

 

She sprinkles some winks, from twinkling eyes, that shine so deep, 

Shine into mine.

Twinkling eyes, that flutter and fly.

 When they close, my heart has to sigh.

 

She sprinkles a smile, around the room.

I hope to catch sight of her smile,

 Real soon.

 

Her lips glisten, as she nods and listens, 

 To a friend.

 

Oh, she sends me spinning, like a little cast top,

Spinning tops that drop,

As she laughs and stares,

Into space.  

I hope,

 There's a place for me.

 

I want to be where she sprinkles her love.

Her soft, love sparkles, 

Fall from above.

 

She sprinkles some winks, from twinkling eyes. that shine so deep, 

Shine into mine.

Twinkling eyes, that flutter and fly.

 When they close, my heart has to sigh.

 

She sprinkles her love, here and there,

Blows soap bubbles, into the air.

Her kisses sparkle, spin and hop. 

When they land, they gasp and pop, on me.

 

On me.

Michael Dyer
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I came up with the music (chords & melody) but was unable to think up any lyrics for a long time.  I began thinking "What if the song were about someone having trouble coming up with appropriate lyrics?"  I then wrote a poem titled "No Lyrics to This Song", which was about twice as long as the song. I cut that poem down and reworked it to become the near-final lyrics.  At that point my wife suggested that, instead of claiming there are no lyrics at all, the singer could have lost the lyrics.  This change required only a few fixes to the first two lines of the song and it was done. 

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LOST THE LYRICS

Michael Dyer

© 2009

 

Lost the lyrics to this song,

So what was right might now be wrong.

Should I go or should I stay?

Do you want me, in the same way?

 

I don't want to feel regret,

From wrong moves or misplaced bets.

I don't want to be all wet,

Fingers touching wrong neck frets.

 

You should know that since we met,

I've been payin' off old love debts.

Gonna close all those accounts,

No matter what the cost or what amounts.

 

Got no chords, for this here song,

No riffs or hot licks, in my mix.

No beating bass, no drivin' rhythm,

No clever rhymes. Could mean hard times.

 

Just give a smile and I'll be inspired.

What rhymes with "smile"? 

I'll ponder a while.

Just hold my hand.  Can barely stand.

 

But with your help, think I can bet,

I'll finish this song. 

I'll finish this song.

I'll finish this song yet. 

Yeah!

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This song came about because I became interested in the chord progression:  A Adim A Adim, which, when given the right melody, has an old-fashioned, quaint sound to it -- like the music used in Laurel and Hardy shows or the theme song: "Good Ol' Days" (composed by Leroy Shield for the "Little Rascals / Our Gang" movie shorts in the 1920s and 1930s, with child roles: Spanky, Buckwheat, Froggy, Darla and Alfalfa).  

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I NEVER KNEW

Michael Dyer

© 2010

 

I never knew, what I did, what to do, 

When you drew, away, from me.

 

I never saw, what debris, what last staw, 

That you saw, with dismay, that day.

 

You were never forsaken, 

Just given then taken, 

From me, from me, 

From me.

 

I'll never know, what you thought, that I ought, 

To have done, 

Or begun. 

 

I know, no gesture, can ever ensure, 

Your concerns,

Won't return.

 

 But it's so unclear, what appeared insincere, 

When I tried to keep you near.

It's so severe, that you might never hear, 

These words, 

I've tried to find.

 

You say I was blind, left you maligned, 

Acted unkind. 

 

But I never knew, what I did, what to do, 

When you drew, away, from me.

 

I never saw, what debris, what last staw, 

That you saw, with dismay, that day. 

 

You were never forsaken, 

Just given then taken, 

From me, 

So mistakenly.

 

I'll never know, what you thought, that I ought, 

To have done, 

Or begun 

 

I never knew, what I did, what to do, 

When you flew, away, 

That day.

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The music came about because I was interested in using augmented chords in a song.  Also, I happened to know a young woman who was on-again/off-again with her boyfriend.  She worried he might "be the one" and she might have lost him because of having taken him for granted. That conversation developed into the lyrics for the song.  For example, I thought of how someone might cut down another person with clever quips but now regret it and that turned into the verse: "I want to sever every dumb or clever jab that ever made you cry".  Once I had such an odd rhyme ("sever/ever"), I felt that I needed to find correspondingly odd rhymes for the rest of those musical segments (those with augmented chords), in order to keep the song lyrically balanced. As a result, I ended up with the rhymes of: "gather/rather", "feather/tethered" and "blundered/asunder". 

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WHAT I JUST FOUND

Michael Dyer

© 2009

 

I want to weather,

All our storms together. 

Make your heart a feather, tethered, 

To the sky.

 

I wouldn't let you love me. Please, now let me try.

 

I want to sever, 

Every dumb or clever, 

Jab that ever, 

Made you cry. 

 

I wouldn't let you love me.  Please, now let me try.

 

Oh no, don't look away. 

Please stay, just turn around.

 

I can't stand to loose, 

What I've just found.

 

I know I've blundered,

Torn your heart asunder.

Now I'm under water and under ground.

 

I can't stand to loose, 

What I've just found.

 

I know you'd rather, 

Go and gather, 

All your things and slip away.

 

Please don't leave me darkness, 

When you make my day.

 

Oh no, don't let me drown. Toss me some sign or sound.

Oh, how my heart now pounds!  Please, please turn around. 

 

I can't stand to loose, 

What I've just found.

Michael Dyer
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The melody for this song was inspired by hearing a jazz singer do some scatting. (Scatting occurs when the singer improvises by singing rapid riffs of nonsense sounds.)   I decided to take a scat riff:  g/a\f#/g\e/f#\d/e \c/d\b/c\a/b\g (here "/" indicates that the next note is higher while "\" indicates lower) and, instead of scatting, turn this riff into the main melody.  Since it was scat-inspired, the melody is sung somewhat quickly.  The lyrics to this song came about because I am quite worried about a cousin of mine who has a serious drug addiction problem.  For those unaware of drug culture, here are the meanings of the drug-related slang terms in the song:  Blow, coke, crack, rock, snow and stardust refer to cocaine.  Black tar, brown sugar, horse and smack refer to heroin.  Echoes, ecstasy and speed are methamphetamines while bluebirds refer to barbiturates.

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SIGHING SKIES ABOVE YOUR EYES

Michael Dyer

© 2010

 

I can see the sighing skies above your eyes as stardust flies alight upon your nose.  Stabbed elbow.  Hot liquid flows.

As the sinking sun now goes below white powder blows,

Through webs that weave, lost leaves that grieve. 

 

Pull up your sleeves.  You will reveal the scars that hold back all your stars.

You're leaning back, way back in bars, backseats of cars. 

 

Scratched skin, black tar, old smoke and CPR. You hem and haw.

Bruised and abused, you lie, outside the law.

Steel locks you've pawed and clawed, inside their walls.

 

You'll soon fall off that horse, that speeds and snorts without remorse.

Drown down bluebirds. Rocks, crack, and smack will break your back.

 

Don't take that bet 'cause just the fortunate will get,

To live, to have regrets.

 

Can you cover all the lines that find the vines that prick and bleed? 

Behind your veins, the blood that stains. 

Through all your games, brown sugar reigns, with coke in tracks and trains.

No hope remains, of lost refrains.

 

You lie, in Ecstasy, upon the lawn, in early dawn.

You've come and gone; come and gone, so many times.

Echoes and snow, next time, might not be fine. Won't be lucky.

 

Don't take that bet 'cause just the fortunate will get,

To live, to have regrets. 

 

Smell the urine that you're in, that gags and swells and tells of times,

In hopeless hells, white padded cells.

Either on the nod, dilated reddish eyes, you're twitching or sedated.

Run naked though the morning dew.

 

You lie, in Ecstasy, upon the lawn, in early dawn.

You've come and gone; come and gone, so many times.

Echoes and snow, next time, might not be fine. Won't be lucky.

 

Don't take that bet 'cause just the fortunate will get,

To live, to have regrets. 

 

I can see the sighing skies above your eyes as stardust flies,

Pull up your sleeves that now reveal the scars that hold back all your stars, 

That once were ours; that once were ours; that once were ours; that once were ours.

Michael Dyer
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I'd playing around with the chord progression: G G+ Em G+ (which reminded me vaguely of some old show-tune that I can't recall).  A few days later the idea came to me of drawing a parallel between criminal activities and love-making.  I also liked the challenge of finding appropriate rhymes for the crime-related words in the song, such as: "misdemeanor", "escapades", "heist", "frisk", "villain", "capers", "hijack", "larceny" and "loot". 

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OUR LOVE CRIMES

Michael Dyer

© 2010

 

I'll never raid your treasure vault again,

Never the pleasure of soft-night assaults again.

I'll never get to steal your heart again.  Never get to spend those times again, 

Plannin' our love crimes, 

 

We started with simple misdemeanors,

Our getaways, then, were so much cleaner,

Than our later escapades, with masks and masquerades, 

 That betrayed us, with their ricochets.

 

You think I played the villain, but you were, oh, so willin',

Spendin' our time, plannin' love crimes, oh, our love crimes.

 

I'll never frisk you in a lovers' heist again,

Never risk holding you, enticed again, 

In my arms, your silver charms.  Your gems so nice and high-priced. 

In our love crimes sublime.

 

I'll never see your hidden loot again,

This time you've left me, destitute to spend,

My prison term alone, bein' made now to atone, for our love crimes.

 

With wigs and false papers, in our hideaway,

What wild, crazy capers, we still could've played.

Those nocturnal spots, we did like to hit.  

Such acts of passion that we would commit. So hot and illegit!

 

I'll never rob your magic bank again.  

It's tragic, just myself to thank again. 

I did not intend, for us to end, this way.

 

Love's criminology, our larceny's debris. It guaranteed we'd be, 

Givin' each other, the 3rd degree. 

 

I think you played the villain, but I was, oh, so willin'. 

When you skipped town, with our ill-gotten games,

I fell to the ground, feelin' shot, feelin' maimed.  It was so insane.

 

I'll never hijack your train again,

Love attacks and thefts left me bereft, in pain again.

Servin' solitary time, relivin' in my mind, our love crimes, 

Oh, our love crimes.

 

I'll never steal your heart again.  Never be part of your crime sprees again.

Our capers, now misty vapor, felonies on the breeze, of our love crimes, oh,

Our love crimes.

Michael Dyer
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This song first appeared on my CD: Aboriginal  Angel.  Some lyrics have been changed in this version and about a dozen small words have been removed. The song is also sung in a slightly more bluesy style.

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        DIDN’T-HAVE-A-CLUE (Revisited)

Michael Dyer

© 2010

(Modified lyrics on my © 2006 song)

 

All over the land, people are trying,

To find that someone,

Before dying.

 

So why is it, I never knew,

Love was possible with you?

 

Didn’t have a clue, not the slightest, lightest clue.

 

Like a ship without its crew, like a cliff without its view,

Like seeds that never grew, like winds that never blew.

 

All over the land, flames are being fanned.

All over the land, with love in so much demand.

 

So why is it, I never knew, 

You could make me feel this way?

 

Like tides rush toward the bay, like flights of a wild blue jay,

Like laughin' kids at play.  Like dawnin' before the day.

 

Didn’t have a clue. 

Didn’t have a clue.

 

All over the land, flames are being fanned.

All over the land, with love in so much demand.

 

So why is it, I never knew, 

Love was possible with you?

 

Didn’t have a clue. Not the slightest, lightest clue,

We could be one, 

Not just two.  

Didn’t have a single clue.

 

Didn’t have a clue. 

Didn’t have a clue.

Michael Dyer
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I wanted to write a song about the physical aspect of the act of love, but  described without any hint of vulgarity.  Then, suddenly, the idea of two cylinders came to mind.  I realized that connecting two cylinders can create a telescope, periscope or kaleidoscope.  I then wrote a poem titled "Our Cylinders" and later came up with music for it.  Once the music was composed, I had to make alterations to the poem to create the final lyrics.

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OUR CYLINDERS

Michael Dyer © 2010

 

Our cylinders fit just like a telescope. 

Both slip and slide: two lovers seeking the inside,

Of each other. 

My cylinder nears your sweet, cylindrical hollow,

No tears or fears. All flowingly clear, so easy to follow.

 

An allure so magnetic.  A force, fiercely kinetic.

We must extend and compress.  Must collide and caress.

Must extend and compress.  Must collide and caress.

All fear and distress destroyed, with time itself,

In arrest.

 

Our cylinders rise like periscopes.

Mirrors in mirrors, like intertwined rope.

Such views, through warm inner tubes.

 

Our cylinders turn, silently grope, like fate's own,

Kaleidoscope.

Wild snowflakes it makes,

Just for our sakes!

 

Panoramas so vast, 

Where lovers' dreams are cast.

Each vision -- so crazed; each position -- leaves us amazed.

 

Must extend and compress.  Must collide and caress.

 

So blest our optometries; so matched, 

Our geometry!

Our cylinders pass through one another.

Slow and then fast, fast and then slow. 

They flow into each other.

 

One covers the other with each soft glide.

They wink and hide and hover. Our cylinders, 

Forever lovers! 

 

Must extend and compress. Must collide and caress.

Must extend and compress. 

Must collide and caress.

Michael Dyer
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I was in bed and about to go to sleep when the melody for this song suddenly came to me.  That really woke me up and so I got up and worked out the underlying chords.  Also, I decided that since this song is more like a pop song than a folk or rock song, it would have two key-shifts in it. Usually, when I add a key-shift, the key is shifted up two half-steps (semitones).  In this song I experimented and discovered that one half-step, two-half-steps and even 3-half-step key-shifts all sounded fine, so the first key-shift in this song is a half-step while the second one is two half-steps.  After the music was all worked out I then wrote the lyrics a few days later. Since the music sounded nostalgic to me, I ended up with lyrics about longing for a recently lost love.  

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SWEET AND SOUR

Michael Dyer

© 2010

 

Everywhere I look, your smile, 

Perched upon a flower.

Each moment of each hour, has a taste, 

So sweet and sour.

 

Ever since I heard your laughter, float upon the breeze,

Each glance, before and after, sees just what it hopes to see.

 

Since I heard your voice, really had no choice,

But to dream of you, trying to construe,

A future.

 

Every leaf now holds your touch.  Believes in love too much.

Every cloud will trace your face. No memory can erase.

 

I pace and pace the Earth, trying to rehearse,

The time I saw you last, bring future to the past, 

And holding fast.

 

I'm standing where we last departed, crying out your name,

I search for where and when we started, before it all became,

So lost, misused, 

Abused and confused. 

What happened, when and why? Trying to defy, 

That good-bye,

 

Everywhere I look, your smile, 

Perched upon a flower.

Each moment of each hour, has a taste, 

So sweet and sour.

 

I'm standing where we stood. Won't do any good.

Crying out your name, trying to reclaim,

Our future.

 

Believed in love too much.

Each leaf now holds your touch.

 

 Crying out your name.

Michael Dyer
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I've always wanted to make a CD of pure music but haven't had the time, so I decided to compose one purely instrumental piece, to appear on each new CD.  This piece has a celestial feeling for me – thus the title.  Usually, I first work out an entire piece and then, in a separate stage, spend time recording/producing it.  In this case, I worked on recording the piece segment by segment, as I was composing it. As a result, once I had finished composing the piece I had also, simultaneously, finished much of its production!  (The vocal and bell-like sounding parts I play on keyboard synthesizer.  The twangy notes I played on guitar.)

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Instrumental piece - no lyrics

Michael Dyer
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I modified an old song of mine ("Coasting, The Crying Birds" which appears on my CD: Our Unwinding Time).  Here, I added a new musical chorus, so I had to write additional lyrics.  Also, my wife said that every time I had sung "coasting" she had always heard "ghosting" or "go sting", so I decided to change "coasting" to "soaring" and "crying" to "sighing".  As a result, this new arrangement ended up also with a new title.  While I was at it, I made other changes; for example, "close-ed window panes" became "painted window panes".

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SOARING, THE SIGHING BIRDS

Michael Dyer

© 2009

(rearrangement of © 2006 song: "Coasting, The Crying Birds")

 

Soaring, the sighing birds, 

And lately, their wings are betraying,

The winds that blow, the sunset’s delaying.

And I mind the cold, but I hold my own, 

In going.

 

Leaves bent ‘round, fall, abuse the ground.

Subdued, hints, 

An autumn out-bound.

Come again, subdued, too, the thoughts that I am.

And I mind the cold, but I long to hold, 

You again.

 

And hail will form, with the coming storm.

Roots will tear, be left forlorn.

Tears will fly, in the wind's eyes,

That see all truth, that see all lies.

 

That see all lies.

 

My thoughts streak down,

 Like this mist around me stains,

The painted, 

Window panes.

 

Notions of, 

Past illusions that came,

In, last, before, 

The lights went out.

And you closed the door.

Oh, you closed the door.

 

You closed the door.

 

And hail will form, with the coming storm.

Roots will tear, be left forlorn.

Tears will fly, in the wind's eyes,

That see all truth, that see all lies.

 

That see all lies.

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At some point the sentence ("you augment me when I'm diminished") came to me.  I realized that these actions could refer also to augmented and diminished chords.  That gave me the idea of writing lyrics that would refer to different chords and, as they got mentioned, that type of chord would be played.  First, I wrote a poem that referred to different chords, including: 9ths, suspended 4ths, major/minor chords and different types of 7ths.  Then, I started writing the music.  It was a difficult process --  to both match the music to the poem and to modify the poem to fit the changing music.  Not only did the music have to match the mentioned chords, but the resulting lyrics had to associate different chords with different aspects of a woman; for example, she has a "breezy-easy major 7th smile" (and so major 7ths are played at that point). 

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YOU AUGMENT ME

Michael Dyer

© 2010

 

You augment me when I'm diminished.

You cement me when I'm broken, 

Feelin' finished.

 

But your pure, diminished chords. 

If you play them too often, even though softened,

Will make my soul feel minor, maligned or lost and ignored.

 

But when you glance toward me with your enhanced, 9th/11th chords, 

I feel, well, I feel, so adored! Such a rich reward!

 

And your breezy-easy major 7th smile.  

How sweet your style! So worthwhile!

You laugh's a special sound, 

Wondrous to be heard; wondrous to be found!  

Scent of your major 7ths now surrounds me, 

Confounds me, astounds me!

 

Your movements, to me, are compositions, 

Each with its own conditions and ambitions.

Each gesture, a transposition, 

Of notes, with acquisitions and admissions,

Of love, of love.

 

And your suspended 4ths:  how splendid, of course!

As you spin to the south or skip to the north,

Unintended force, its effect on me, 

As you dance perfectly.

 

And your minor 7th eyes, with their hazel nut surprise.  

Let me enter your dreamy reveries.

Your every reverie, will forever be, a time sublime!

 

And your dominant 7ths, have dominated me, many times before.

Too many to relate.  Doin' so would make me sore.

So prominent and predominant. 

I gotta love all you've got in store!

 

So many sounds, with their ups and downs, 

That leap and rebound, to confound the senses.

Our music commingles, now duos, now singles,

Our acoustic heights, our nights of delight!

 

I might never be the same, but that's alright.

'Cause you augment me. You content me, 'til I'm all spent,

Finished and again,

Diminished.

Michael Dyer
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The track 5 arrangement of this song contains keyboard, bass, two different lead guitars, rhythm guitar and picking, along with percussion and harmony on parts of the vocals.  My daughters heard me singing while playing just the piano and told me that they liked the stripped-down version so I decided to include this extra track with this (plain) version and let the listeners decide which they prefer.  The tempo here is also a bit slower.

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WHAT I JUST FOUND

Michael Dyer

© 2009

 

I want to weather,

All our storms together. 

Make your heart a feather, tethered, 

To the sky.

 

I wouldn't let you love me. Please, now let me try.

 

I want to sever, 

Every dumb or clever, 

Jab that ever, 

Made you cry. 

 

I wouldn't let you love me.  Please, now let me try.

 

Oh no, don't look away. 

Please stay, just turn around.

 

I can't stand to loose, 

What I've just found.

 

I know I've blundered,

Torn your heart asunder.

Now I'm under water and under ground.

 

I can't stand to loose, 

What I've just found.

 

I know you'd rather, 

Go and gather, 

All your things and slip away.

 

Please don't leave me darkness, 

When you make my day.

 

Oh no, don't let me drown. Toss me some sign or sound.

Oh, how my heart now pounds!  Please, please turn around. 

 

I can't stand to loose, 

What I've just found.

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