The pulse of a long lost signal still remains off on a distant freighter somewhere adrift along the outer rim of a black hole. After a bit of salvage and defragmenting, there was but one lone album left from some nameless world forgotten by time. Or has it yet to happen? Only this small description remains: 

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___Hey! Thxs is my first ofxcial album! I'm trying get my starx with a handxul of sxxgs I've made in recent yxxrs. Hopefully some of it peaks youxre interest. I'll be riding arouxd the sector live'n onnnn_ lent ears until peoxle stop lend'n em. Take a listen if ya like!____
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Echo's Progression

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*Fractured yet stable, the connection seems to exist in it's own space. Off a hidden path that constantly phases through realities. Though we've been able to fix a lock on its signal, the equipment certainly wasn't meant for such extreme conditions. We continue despite the risk to our own timelines becoming warped in the process, as the rift proves to be quite dangerous in its temporal nature. This is the collection of tracks from what we believe to be variations of the same man, spread across timelines. It exists, if only to log the strange occurances. Please show support in our efforts.*

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