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“Don’t give up. Push through the droughts. Channel the inevitable disappointments back into your craft. Break molds. Think. Create. But most importantly, stay alive. And in the meantime, make it about others. That seems to work. Stay strong. Live on. And power to the local dreamer.”

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Tyler Joseph
Tyler Joseph

Tyler Joseph, born on December 1, 1988, is an accomplished singer-songwriter from the United States. His music style blends elements of indie pop, rock, and folk, winning the hearts of many fans. more

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