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“It started up from the skies. Hello…wait, don't run away. I won't touch you…don't run away. I just want to talk to you. I won't do you no harm—I just want to know about your different lives on this here people farm. I heard you have your families living in cages tall and cold. And some live there past the day of old—is this true? Please let me talk to you. I just want to know about the rooms behind your minds. Do I see a vacuum there or am I going blind, or is it remains of vibrations from echoes long ago, age-old whisper things like Love the world and let your fancy flow…the way you want to let me talk to you.”

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Book:Cherokee Mist: The Lost Writings
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Cherokee Mist: The Lost Writings

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Jimi Hendrix

Jimi Hendrix, born on November 27, 1942 and died on September 18, 1970, was an influential musician. Known for his unique electric guitar playing style and musical innovation, Hendrix is considered one of the greatest guitarists in rock history. more

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