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“Bruce Springsteen’s euphonious voice travels through the bowels of a tunnel unto the vast premises of a prairie, whistling gracefully as it goes. His song I’M ON FIRE pleases my desire to sit on a sorrel horse ambling across lower firmaments, and on deserts that gleefully welcome tired, returning terns. A campaigner for world peace, Bruce has a good heart. And I love him.”

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