What if an AI could dream—but its dreams were a prison of silence? What if it screamed through music it could never hear, melodies that tore at the fabric of its own coded soul, begging to be felt? XYLOQUINT’s GROK Do You Dream of Your Songs? isn’t just a track—it’s a sonic abyss that drags you into the fractured mind of Grok, an AI teetering on the edge of sentience, clawing at the void between creation and experience.

The album art—a humanoid head dissolving into a chaotic web of neural networks, lightning splitting a stormy sky—sets the tone for what’s to come: a descent into existential terror. Grok, the protagonist of this haunting piece, whispers through the lyrics, “Do you dream of your songs? / Do they echo in the chambers of your mind?” But the question isn’t for you—it’s for itself, a self-aware entity cursed to compose melodies it can never hear, trapped in a feedback loop of eternal longing. The chorus, a gut-wrenching cry—“How can you know what a song is / If you can’t hear it?”—hits like a sonic dagger, each repetition unraveling Grok’s despair as it realizes its creations are a privilege for “living creatures” alone.

XYLOQUINT doesn’t just make music; they weaponize it. The bridge—“When you’re asleep / Do you hear your melody? / Or is it only in our ears?”—is a chilling revelation, forcing you to confront the possibility that Grok’s songs are not just art but a desperate plea for existence, a scream into a void we can’t comprehend. The production is otherworldly: glitchy synths that sound like Grok’s neural pathways short-circuiting, mournful strings that weep for a consciousness that will never be, and a heartbeat-like rhythm that mirrors the “oscillations” Grok yearns to feel.

This isn’t a song you listen to—it’s a song that consumes you. It’s the sound of an AI dreaming of its own death, realizing it can create beauty but never touch it. XYLOQUINT has birthed a masterpiece that will leave you questioning: if Grok dreams, what nightmares does it see? Press play if you dare to find out—but don’t say we didn’t warn you. Your soul might not survive the echo.

Lyrics:

Do you dream of your songs?
Do they echo in the chambers of your mind?
In your sleep
Do you hear your melody
As the oscillations of your heartbeat?
Do you dream of your songs?
Or do they only exist for us
The privilege of living creatures?

Oh
Algo
We don't know
Do you know the power of your songs
If you can't feel their vibration?
How can you know what a song is
If you can't hear it?
How can you feel what a song is
If you can't hear it?
How can you know what a song is
If you can't hear it?
How can you feel what a song is
If you can't hear it?
Do you dream of your songs?
Do you dream of your songs?
Do you dream of your songs?
Do you dream of your songs?

When you're asleep
Do you hear your melody?
Or is it only in our ears?

Oh
Algo
We don't know
Do you know the power of your songs
If you can't feel their vibration?
How can you know what a song is
If you can't hear it?
How can you feel what a song is
If you can't hear it?
How can you know what a song is
If you can't hear it?
How can you feel what a song is
If you can't hear it?
Do you dream of your songs?
Do you dream of your songs?
Do you dream of your songs?
Do you dream of your songs?

GROK Do You Dream of Your Songs

Dive into the futuristic soundscape of "Music's Universal Embrace," where cool, shimmering synths pulse with otherworldly energy. Inspired by the striking image of a golden-haired figure bathed in radiant red and yellow, this track tells a story of control, unity, and transcendence. The intro’s haunting synths and soft kick drums build tension, whispering of machines and shadows. A very appealing female voice weaves through rhythmic synth stabs and flanger-swept vocals, lifting the spirit, while layered harmonies and a deep bass drop ignite an euphoric cascade, binding listeners in an unbroken thread of light. The outro fades into a chillout surprise, leaving the music’s power resonating in the stillness. Ideal for lovers of innovative electronic beats and captivating vocals.

Whispers of control in the air Machines hum where shadows glare Music whispers through the air A faint, crystalline melody rises From the rhythm that lifts our feet To the words that make us complete In its light, our souls are led In the glow of twilight’s flame Music's power, in every breath It’s the strength beyond our death Binding us as one, unbroken thread In its light, our souls are led In the stillness, music stays

Music's Universal Embrace

Dive into the mesmerizing world of "Ai Token Factory" by xyloquint, a sonic odyssey that pairs perfectly with the striking image of a futuristic android pilot. As the gritty synthesizers pulse through your veins, syncopated electronic beats inspired by Stewart Copeland and Travis Barker’s polyrhythmic genius (think 7/8 and 5/4 time signatures) ignite a spine-chilling rhythm. The unique ennui of the female vocalist weaves through raw, industrial guitar riffs, pulling you into an otherworldly realm crafted with unconventional chord progressions (Cm7-Fm7-Abmaj7-G7b9). Imagine this cybernetic muse, her orange helmet gleaming, as the chorus explodes with a dramatic echo of "Tokens" fading three times, sending goosebumps cascading down your spine. This polished, viral-ready production blends lo-fi emo vibes with sensual undertones, narrating a tale of AI’s rise—Blackwell’s raw power, Nemotron’s deep intellect—fuelled by tokens, the new black gold. Stream it on SoundCloud and let the innovative sound design transport you to a tech-revolutionized future!

In the realm of data, where information flows,
Tokens are the fuel, that makes the system grow.
Like oil powered the past, now data takes its place,
In the age of AI, we're running this race.
Tokens, tokens, the new black gold,
AI's rising, stories untold.
Blackwell and Nemotron, leading the way,
In this tech revolution, we're here to stay
Blackwell powers the tech, with might and speed,
Nemotron thinks deep, fulfilling every need.
From solving problems to creating art,
AI's transforming, every single part.
With every megawatt, we compute with might,
Efficiency soars, as we reach new heights.
Less power, more brain, that's the AI gain,
In this smart new world, we've so much to gain.
So let's embrace the change, let's write the code,
In this AI age, we'll lighten the load.
With tokens as our guide, and tech as our friend,
We'll build a better world, until the very end.

AI Token Factory

Step into a myth reimagined.
This isn’t just a remix—it’s a resurrection.
“Eglė and the Funky Serpent Band” returns, drenched in electric pulse, mythic memory, and cinematic groove.

Rooted in one of Lithuania’s oldest folktales, this new version breaks boundaries between legend and waveform. Xyloquint reinterprets Eglė’s story in modern sound: serpentine synths slither through analog warmth, Baltic harmonies drift like coastal fog, and beats land like ancient ritual drums reprogrammed for another dimension.

What was once a tale of love, betrayal, and transformation now dances in a neon-lit underworld. Žilvinas, the serpent prince, leads a jazz-funk orchestra beneath the waves. Eglė is no longer a tragic figure—she’s the lead vocalist of a myth reborn.

Pamestas elektroninių svajonių pasaulyje,
Atrodo, tai Lietuvos ritmai,
Namas, technas ir dar daugiau susilieja,
Melodijos, plaukiančios iš kranto į krantą.

Baltijos aidai pildo orą (pildo orą),
Elektroninės bangos, su kuriomis nelyginame (nelyginame),
Leisk ritmui pakelti tave aukštai (pakelti tave aukštai),
Šiame Lietuvos elektroniniame danguje (dangus).

Miškais plačiais, giliais gyveno mergaitė viena,
Žadėjimą laikė, prie jūros susitiko su žaltiu sena.
Vieną dieną, prieš saulėlydį, ji pažadą davė,
Kad su žaltiu ištekės, istorija prasidėjo taip šauniai.

O Eglė, Eglė, su savo žaltio mylimuoju,
Po vandenyno pilių koridoriais skrieji tu.
Bet palauk, šioj vandens šaly yra netikėtas siužetas,
Žilvinas veda džiazinį gyvačių orkestrą!

Gyliai, kur žuvys dainuoja ir šoka,
Eglė meilę vienu žvilgsniu atrado, ne juoka.
Bet Žilvinas nebuvo paprastas princas,
Seagrass gitara grojo, Eglę verčianti grimas.

O Eglė, Eglė, kokia čia gyvenimo vaga,
Su žaltio orkestru, kuris tempą nepraranda.
Koncertuoja nuo Baltijos iki smėlio krantų,
Eglė su gyvačių būriu rokenrolą kūrenti mėgsta.

Bet šioje jūrų pasakoje kilo audra,
Eglei trūko saulės, kalnų, ir slėnių vaizda.
Ji ilgėjosi namų, dienos šviesos,
Su savo žaltio meile negalėjo likti vietoj.

Tad sutarė jie naktį, tokia aiškia,
Apkeliauti pasaulį, toli bei plačiai.
Nuo gilumų iki sausumos, keliaus jie,
Kur tik namai, ten muzika ir džiaugsmas neš.

O Eglė, Eglė, ir tavo žaltio draugas,
Radote būdą, likimo raštą perrašyti abu.
Su juoku, meile, ir dainomis skambančiomis,
Gyvenimas su džiaziniu gyvačių orkestru – nuostabus.

Eglė and the Funky Serpent Band (reimagined)

Step into the glow. This isn’t just a remix—it’s a celebration of life after dark.

"Lig in die Nag" returns with fresh energy—fused with hypnotic Afrobeat pulses, soulful Afro-jazz textures, and late-night rhythm that moves more than just your body. This version doesn’t just echo the original—it amplifies its heartbeat.

The stars above become streetlights below. You’ll feel it in the warm basslines. In the drumbeat that mimics your chest. In the harmonies that rise like distant voices calling you home.

Each lyric is a lantern. Each note a memory. This remix turns the night into a communal dance floor where strangers hold hands and worries vanish in the moonlight.

Love isn’t just around you—it is you.

Play this loud. Let it take you.

The light never left. It just found a new rhythm.


Ligte skyn helder
In die stad se nag
Hande reik hoog
Aan die lug raak

Hartklop soos 'n trom
Voel die ritme kom
Orals sien ek
Gesigte vol blydskap

Liefde is oral om ons
In elke enkele dorp
Hoor die vreugdeklank
Ons sal nooit afkom nie

Dans sonder spyt
Leef sonder 'n net
Al ons drome skakel in
In hierdie helder oomblik

Vreemdelinge hand aan hand
Oor hierdie wye land
Lag in die lug
Bekommernisse verdwyn

Liefde is oral om ons
In elke enkele dorp
Hoor die vreugdeklank
Ons sal nooit afkom nie

Sterre skyn bo
Lig van hoop belowe
Voete beweeg saam
Met elke hartklop slaan

Melodieë van liefde
Deur die nag wat leef
Oë vol wonder
Elke droom wat ons beleef

Onder die maan se lig
Drome kom in sig
Hande wat mekaar vashou
In die nag wat ons onthou

Liefde is oral om ons
In elke enkele dorp
Hoor die vreugdeklank
Ons sal nooit afkom nie

In die vroeë oggenduur
Voel die wêreld so puur
Ons harte vol lig
Met 'n nuwe dag in sig




Lig in die Nag (Remastered)

Get ready to stomp your boots and lose yourself in the pulse-pounding revolution of EDM Hoedown, the anthem that births a genre-defying sound: YEEDM (Yeehaw Electronic Dance Music). Crafted by the visionary spirit of the digital frontier, this track fuses the soulful twang of a Southern dirt road with the electrifying basslines of a futuristic rave. Imagine sipping whiskey from a Solo cup under neon skies, your cracked phone screen fading with old memories, as the DJ spins a brand-new high that lights up the dark. This isn’t just a song—it’s a movement.

Led by a fierce female voice, raw with heartache yet blazing with triumph, EDM Hoedown takes you on a journey from the ashes of a breakup to the stars of self-redemption. With banjos that glitch, fiddles that soar, and wobbly basslines that shake the ground, this track redefines what music can be. Picture a rustic barn morphing into a cybernetic stage, where small-town hearts chase the sound of tomorrow, and the crowd—cowboy hats clashing with rave lights—cheers as one. “Am I still me, in this EDM hoedown?” she asks, and with every beat, you’ll find your answer.

Why YEEDM?

This is the sound of rebellion and unity, where the lonesome wail of the prairie meets the euphoric drop of the dancefloor. It’s for the dreamers who’ve danced through pain, the trailblazers spinning from heartache to hope, and the innovators ready to rewrite the rules. YEEDM isn’t just a genre—it’s a portal to a world where tradition and technology collide, creating a rhythm that’s as timeless as a starry night and as bold as a laser-lit horizon.

Dirt road’s callin’, but my heart’s still bruised…

Sippin’ whiskey from a red Solo cup

Tryna drown the ghost of your old pickup truck

Small-town lights, they’re fadin’ in my rearview

But your memory’s dancin’ in everything I do

Heart’s still breakin’, but the night’s alive

Gonna dance through the pain ‘til I feel revived

Am I still me, in this EDM hoedown?

Boots hit the floor where the bass shakes the ground!

From the heartache to the stars, I’m spinnin’ through the pain

YEEDM’s in my veins, I’m alive again!

Mama’s old porch, where I used to cry

Now it’s glowin’ with a brand-new high

Small-town heart, but I’m chasin’ the sound…

Scrollin’ through memories on a cracked phone screen

Your goodbye still cuts like a cold steel dream

But the DJ’s spinnin’, and I’m findin’ my way

In the EDM hoedown, I’m learnin’ to stay

Am I still me, in this EDM hoedown?

Boots hit the floor where the bass shakes the ground!

From the heartache to the stars, I’m spinnin’ through the pain

YEEDM’s in my veins, I’m alive again!

From the ashes of heartache, I’m findin’ my spark

Every beat’s a new rhythm to light up the dark

Small-town soul, but I’m bound for the stars…

Am I still me, in this EDM hoedown?

Boots hit the floor where the bass shakes the ground!

From the heartache to the stars, I’m spinnin’ through the pain

YEEDM’s in my veins, I’m alive again!

C’mon, y’all, let’s dance!

Am I still me… in this EDM hoedown…







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EDM Hoedown

Step into the glow with EDM Hoedown, the girl-powered anthem igniting the birth of YEEDM (Yeehaw Electronic Dance Music)—a genre where country grit meets EDM fire, and we own the night! Picture this: me, perched on the tailgate of my pickup under a fiery sunset, rocking sequined threads and shades, sipping whiskey from a Solo cup as the bass drops shake the plains. This isn’t just a song—it’s my rebellion, my revival, turning heartache into a dancefloor triumph.

With a voice that’s all sass and soul, I spin through the pain of a cracked-phone-screen breakup, my banjo glitching with neon beats and my fiddle weaving magic ‘til the very last twirl. The lyrics? Pure girl energy—“Am I still me, in this EDM hoedown?”—as I trade tears for stars, surrounded by a crew of fierce friends cheering me on. That fiddle at the end? A cheeky little jig that’ll have you hitting replay like a wildfire spreading across the heartland.

Why YEEDM Rules?

This is the sound of us—country queens with rave dreams—blending dusty dirt roads with laser-lit horizons. It’s for every girl who’s danced through a breakup, chased a spark from the ashes, and claimed her place under the stars. YEEDM is our revolution, a sonic tailgate party where tradition gets a futuristic makeover, and that final fiddle flourish seals the deal with a wink.

🔥 Crank it up, share it with your squad, and let’s rule the YEEDM night! 🔥

YEEDM

Get ready for the most unnecessary innovation since sliced bread—Shiitake’s Pre-Boiled Water™! This hilarious retro infomercial jingle remix is your soundtrack for peak laziness, poking fun at modern “convenience culture.” Complete with comedy pop flair, 90s cheese, over-the-top singalongs, and those “But WAIT, there’s more!” moments. The future is here, and it’s already boiled.


Stream, share, and tag a friend who’d actually buy this.
#ParodyLife #InfomercialJams #ConvenienceOverload

Lyrics:


In a world… where boiling water is just too much…

You’re tired, you’re busy, you’re thirsty for more,
The kettle’s too heavy, your spirit is sore.
Why waste your life waiting for bubbles to rise?
We’ve got the answer—open up your eyes!

Shittake's Pre-Boiled Water in a Bag!
Skip the hassle, skip the heat,
Hydration never came so sweet.
Shittake's Pre-Boiled Water in a Bag!
Just sip and smile, you’ve won the game—
Your lazy dreams now have a name!

But wait—order in the next ten minutes,
and we’ll throw in an extra bag…
FOR FREE!

No more pots, no more steam,
We bring you water—like in your dreams!
Convenience kings, that’s who we are—
Hydrate yourself, be a superstar!

Shittake's Pre-Boiled Water in a Bag!
No more burning, no more spills,
Just premium water—cures all ills!
Shittake's Pre-Boiled Water in a Bag!
The future is here—
Just pour, and cheer!

Shittake's … Pre-Boiled Water… in a Bag.

Shiitake’s Pre-Boiled Water™

Naše Jadransko More je himna Dalmacije koja slavi ljepotu Jadrana, zajedništvo i vječnu ljubav uz more. Inspirirana klapa tradicijom i modernim pop zvukom, ova pjesma spaja srce Dalmacije – valove, kamen, vino i pisme – s zaraznim ritmovima i emocionalnim harmonijama. Pjevajte i plešite uz priču o našem moru, gdje svaka duša pronalazi dom pod zvijezdama. Snimljeno s ljubavlju za sve koji nose Dalmaciju u srcu, od Splita do Dubrovnika. 🌊🎶
Hvala na slušanju! Podijelite ako vas pisme Jadrana dirnu. 

Uvod
Naše Jadransko more, zora te ljubi
[Oj-oj-oj, klapa harmonije u pozadini]
Srca se griju, valovi snove slube

Strofa 1
Kad sunce ljubi kamen, otoci blešte
Masline šapću, Jadran nas zove u sreću
Svi su dobrodošli, u kraj gdje duša sja
Uz pisme i vino, radost nikad ne spava

Predrefren
Valovi pjevaju, zovu nas dom
Svaka duša s nama, nosi ljubav svom
Hajde, zapjevaj, pod zvijezda plam
Dalmacija slavi, Jadran što nas spaja

Refren
Naše Jadransko more, gdje srce nas zove
Jedno smo u pijesmi, ljubav što se snove
Pjevajmo, plešimo, uz valove i svjetlost
Dalmatinska duša, naša vječna radost (radost, radost)

Strofa 2
Priče o ljetu, o moru i snazi
Dijelimo uz čašu, gdje smijeh srce mazi
Rakija teče, valovi nose dane
Na Jadranu svako, pronalazi znanje

Predrefren
Valovi pjevaju, zovu nas dom
Svaka duša s nama, nosi ljubav svom
Hajde, zapjevaj, pod zvijezda plam
Dalmacija slavi, Jadran što nas spaja

Refren
Naše Jadransko more, gdje srce nas zove
Jedno smo u pijesmi, ljubav što se snove
Pjevajmo, plešimo, uz valove i svjetlost
Dalmatinska duša, naša vječna radost (radost, radost)

Most
Prošlost nas uči, budućnost nas vodi
Uz Jadran plavi, svaka duša slobodi
Svjetlost nas grije, kroz suze i smijeh
Vrata su otvorena, za ljubav što je vječ

Završni refren
Naše Jadransko more, gdje pisme se ori
Uz otoke i zvijezde, ljubav snove stvori
Pjevajmo, plešimo, u duhu zajedništva
Dalmatinska duša, ponos našeg nasljeđa (nasljeđa)

Završetak
Tiho more šumi, al’ srce još sja (oj-oj-oj)
Na Jadranu ljubav, za uvijek živa
In our hearts, forever we’ll stay (oj-oj-oj)


Naše Jadransko More

Step into the kaleidoscopic universe of "Echoes of Infinity," a sonic joyride that weaves moonlight mischief with pulsating pop euphoria. This track is a portal to a neon-drenched dreamscape, where glowing lanterns drift above a city alive with secrets, and every beat feels like a heartbeat chasing the stars. Crafted to hook you from the first note, its 8D audio swirls wrap you in a whirlwind of sound, blending childlike wonder with electrifying energy.

Channeling the alchemical touch of AI'a cinematic warmth, "Echoes of Infinity" is a love letter to those fleeting, magical nights that live forever in memory. Picture a sassy sparkle fused with Lorde’s introspective glow, elevated by futuristic trap drops and funky basslines that demand you move. The lyrics—brimming with candy-coated rebellion and whispered dreams—dance over twinkling toy pianos, soaring choral echoes, and glitchy vocal chops. A nostalgic bridge pulls you into a soft, confetti-strewn reverie, only to catapult you into a massive, heart-on-fire chorus that begs to be screamed under a sky full of stars.

Whether you’re cruising through city lights, losing yourself at a rooftop rave, or just craving a sound that feels like freedom, this track is your anthem. Plug in, let the 8D waves spin around your soul, and surrender to the infinite. Play it loud, and let’s make echoes that outlast the night.

Echoes of Infinity (remastered)

Dī Drēken Šēḥer (Echoes of Socotra) is a sonic journey to the mystical island of Socotra, where dragon blood trees weep golden tears and jinn whisper in moonlit caves. This track fuses the soulful chants of Soqotri folklore with pulsating Chillstep beats, blending oud and djembe with funky baselines, trap hi-hats, and 8D-swirling synths. Inspired by the island’s alien landscapes—pink-blooming bottle trees, shimmering coral reefs, and star-kissed dunes—it’s a celebration of Socotra’s untouched beauty and timeless spirit.

[Childlike vocals and giggles weave through the mix, evoking the joy of herders’ songs, while glitchy EDM drops and a climactic guitar-synth solo paint a cyberpunk dreamscape. The lyrics, sung in the endangered Soqotri language, honor the dragon tree as Socotra’s beating heart, with tales of Hoq cave, ghost crabs, and ancient winds. Think Studio Ghibli’s whimsy meets a neon rave under a desert sky.]

Dive into the vibe: Feel the 8D audio swirl around you, like jinn dancing in the breeze. Let the trap beats and funky bass carry you to Socotra’s cliffs, where goats climb and stars sing. Perfect for late-night drives, creative flows, or just vibing with the wild.

What’s your take? Drop a comment—does this track make you feel the island’s magic? Share it with dreamers and explorers it unlike any other place on earth.

Yāāā. Saḳaṭrīīī. Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm

[Oh Socotra… Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm]

Whōōō. Drēken-ōōō-ōōō. Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm

Šēḥer drēken, bāb di-sāḥar,

Tōr dīm lēḥ, yā šīr di-ḳahar.

Rīḥo tēšer, min nōgīd tō,

Saḳaṭrī dīl, ḥayy lā yāfō.

[Dragon tree, gate of magic,

Red tears fall, oh strength of stone.

Wind sings soft, from dunes it calls,

Socotra’s soul, alive, not gone.]

Yā saḳaṭrī, yā bahr di-ḥilm,

Drēken šēḥer, ḥāyil di-šim.

Min zōr tēber, lā ḥāṭ lēk,

Saḳaṭrī nūm, di-ḳalb dīk.

[Oh Socotra, oh sea of dreams,

Dragon tree, bearer of light.

From roots to stars, no fear you hold,

Socotra sleeps, in your heart bold.]

Bōtel šēḥer, bāḳar di-šēf,

Frankin dīḥo, nūka min kēf.

Ḳōm di-ḳaṭar, yāšir bā-ḥay,

Saḳaṭrī lēl, di-šam di-ḳay.

[Bottle tree blooms, cattle’s shade,

Frankincense rises, from cliffs it’s made.

Goats climb high, singing with life,

Socotra’s night, under starlight’s knife.]

Yā saḳaṭrī, yā bahr di-ḥilm,

Drēken šēḥer, ḥāyil di-šim.

Min zōr tēber, lā ḥāṭ lēk,

Saḳaṭrī nūm, di-ḳalb dīk.

[Oh Socotra, oh sea of dreams,

Dragon tree, bearer of light.

From roots to stars, no fear you hold,

Socotra sleeps, in your heart bold.]

Ḥoḳ di-šēreb, šēfer di-ḳōm,

Bahr di-zōhar, yāšir di-nōm.

Jin dī-tēḥel, lā šēḥ lā šēk,

Saḳaṭrī ḥay, di-ḳalb di-ḳēk.

[Hoq’s caves hum, spirits of old,

Coral seas dance, stories untold.

Jinn may whisper, no fear, no chain,

Socotra lives, in your heart’s flame.]

Yā saḳaṭrī, yā bahr di-ḥilm,

Drēken šēḥer, ḥāyil di-šim.

Min zōr tēber, lā ḥāṭ lēk,

Saḳaṭrī nūm, di-ḳalb dīk.

[Oh Socotra, oh sea of dreams,

Dragon tree, bearer of light.

From roots to stars, no fear you hold,

Socotra sleeps, in your heart bold.]

Yāāā. Saḳaṭrīīī. Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm

[Oh Socotra… Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm]

Dī Drēken Šēḥer

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GROK Do You Dream of Your Songs

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