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𝑳𝙮𝒓𝙞𝒄𝙨:

"They know. They see. They talk. They think."
"It’s all in the glance, in the silence, in the space between."

Footsteps echo in hollow streets,
whispers slip through gritted teeth.
Eyes like needles, silent stares,
turning shadows into snares.

A glance means something, a word means war,
thoughts collide, can’t trust what’s before.
Spirals tighten, breath gets thin,
the loop repeats—again, again.

All these echoes, all these signs,
but where’s the proof? Where’s the line?
Is it real or in my mind?
Say it now, break the bind!

𝑺𝒂𝒚 𝒊𝒕 𝒍𝒐𝒖𝒅, 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅, 𝒘𝒂𝒕𝒄𝒉 𝒊𝒕 𝒃𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒌 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒉𝒊𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒈𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅.
𝑾𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒗𝒚, 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒕𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕, 𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒏𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝒂𝒊𝒓, 𝒇𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝒍𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕.
𝑺𝒂𝒚 𝒊𝒕 𝒏𝒐𝒘, 𝒃𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒌 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒊𝒏𝒅, 𝒇𝒆𝒆𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒆𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒅.
𝑾𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒇𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒆𝒅, 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒇𝒓𝒂𝒎𝒆𝒅, 𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝒊𝒕’𝒔 𝒔𝒑𝒐𝒌𝒆𝒏—𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒂 𝒏𝒂𝒎𝒆.

Speak the demon, call it out,
see it shrink, feel the doubt.
Melted whispers, shattered glass,
all that weight—just smoke and past.

What was looming, now looks small,
was a monster, now it’s flawed.
Once untamed, now contained,
say the words—watch it fade.

Thoughts untangled, walls collapse,
it was nothing—just a trap.
Light comes pouring through the cracks,
when you name it, it steps back.

𝑺𝒂𝒚 𝒊𝒕 𝒍𝒐𝒖𝒅, 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅, 𝒘𝒂𝒕𝒄𝒉 𝒊𝒕 𝒃𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒌 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒉𝒊𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒈𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅.
𝑾𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒗𝒚, 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒕𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕, 𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒏𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝒂𝒊𝒓, 𝒇𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝒍𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕.
𝑺𝒂𝒚 𝒊𝒕 𝒏𝒐𝒘, 𝒃𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒌 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒊𝒏𝒅, 𝒇𝒆𝒆𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒆𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒅.
𝑾𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒇𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒆𝒅, 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒇𝒓𝒂𝒎𝒆𝒅, 𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝒊𝒕’𝒔 𝒔𝒑𝒐𝒌𝒆𝒏—𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒂 𝒏𝒂𝒎𝒆.

paranoia

𝐩a𝐫a𝐧0𝐢̀𝐚

Same year, same fit, same size, same taste, two lives. One thread, one world, tight as a fist, thought it was built to outlast risk.
Never checked the cracks, played it smooth, ten years deep in love with such a soothe. They called us perfect, picture framed, but nothing flawless stays the same.

I brushed off the signs, let the stars burn dim, thought I was strong, now I’m sinkin’ in. The universe spoke, and I turned away, no warning signs ‘til the price got paid.

𝐍o c𝐚l𝐥s, 𝐧o f𝐥a𝐠s, 𝐧o r𝐞w𝐢n𝐝, n𝐨 𝐜l𝐮e𝐬, n𝐨 𝐦a𝐩s, 𝐧o w𝐚r𝐧i𝐧g s𝐢g𝐧s. 𝐍o c𝐚l𝐥s, 𝐧o f𝐥a𝐠s, 𝐧o r𝐞w𝐢n𝐝, n𝐨 𝐜l𝐮e𝐬, n𝐨 𝐦a𝐩s, 𝐧o w𝐚r𝐧i𝐧g s𝐢g𝐧s.

Told myself slow down, I sped up fast, chased devotion, lost in white dust blast. Love ain't worship, love ain't blind, don't blur the truth don't cross the line.
Did I break it? Did it slip? Did I hold too tight? now the edges ripped. Is beauty meant to fade? some just stay when they should escape!

Brushed off the signs, let the stars burn dim, thought I was strong? now I’m sinkin’ in. Cosmos has spoken, why did I turn away? no warning signs ‘til the price got paid.

𝐍o c𝐚l𝐥s, 𝐧o f𝐥a𝐠s, 𝐧o r𝐞w𝐢n𝐝, n𝐨 𝐜l𝐮e𝐬, n𝐨 𝐦a𝐩s, 𝐧o w𝐚r𝐧i𝐧g s𝐢g𝐧s. 𝐍o c𝐚l𝐥s, 𝐧o f𝐥a𝐠s, 𝐧o r𝐞w𝐢n𝐝, n𝐨 𝐜l𝐮e𝐬, n𝐨 𝐦a𝐩s, 𝐧o w𝐚r𝐧i𝐧g s𝐢g𝐧s.

Ten years deep, built "us" in stone, but what is real if it ain't your own? He’s now touching the sky, until his stage explodes.
I’m back at the source , carving my road.
Acceptin' the game. Rewind—where’s the hall of fame?

Not a victim, not a saint, just someone who learned too late. Some things rise, some things fade. Did you know? Some were never meant to stay...

WARNING SIGNS

𝐖A𝐑N𝐢N𝐆 𝐒i𝐆N𝐒

Energy caged, a spirit enraged… 
Flesh as a prison, fate prearranged… 
Justice, death, a twisted breath… 
Madness spreads, through tangled threads…

Shadows descending, no way of transcending, 
Time is unending, forever pretending. 
Night is a liquid, cold and insipid, 
Pouring and slipping, veins now gripping.
Silence is breaking, echoes are faking, 
Dust keeps shaking, voices aching. 
Screams turn hollow, lost where none follow, 
Light plays shallow, fate too callow…

Shadows are breathing, so light keeps deceiving… 
Tremors are seething, a void never leaving… 
Burning and drowning, yet no eyes are seeing, 
Chasing reflections, in echoes repeating…

N𝐨t t𝐡e s𝐭a𝐫s, 𝐛u𝐭 𝐛l𝐚c𝐤 𝐡o𝐥e𝐬 𝐠r𝐢n𝐧i𝐧g… 
𝐒w𝐚l𝐥o𝐰i𝐧g l𝐢g𝐡t, 𝐭h𝐫o𝐮g𝐡 𝐬p𝐢r𝐚l𝐬 𝐬p𝐢n𝐧i𝐧g… 
𝐍o s𝐚l𝐯a𝐭i𝐨n, 𝐧o c𝐞s𝐬a𝐭i𝐨n… 
𝐀l𝐥 𝐞r𝐚s𝐢n𝐠, a𝐥l e𝐦b𝐫a𝐜i𝐧g…

Ruins are speaking, whispers are creaking, 
Nothing revealing, yet shadows are peeking. 
Air is dissolving, form is revolving, 
Colors are bending, vision absolving.
Lies keep shifting, hunger is drifting, 
Truth is a spiral, endlessly twisting. 
Pages unwritten, purpose is bitten, 
Reason is smitten, fate is forbidden.

The void is calling, the void is crawling, 
No shape is forming, no mercy is swarming… 
The void is breathing, the void is seething, 
Nothing redeeming, nothing believing…

N𝐨t t𝐡e s𝐭a𝐫s, 𝐛u𝐭 𝐛l𝐚c𝐤 𝐡o𝐥e𝐬 𝐬c𝐫e𝐚m𝐢n𝐠… 
S𝐰a𝐥l𝐨w𝐢n𝐠 𝐭i𝐦e, 𝐫e𝐰r𝐢t𝐢n𝐠 𝐦e𝐚n𝐢n𝐠… 
N𝐨 𝐝i𝐫e𝐜t𝐢o𝐧, n𝐨 𝐜o𝐧n𝐞c𝐭i𝐨n… 
𝐎n𝐥y t𝐡e s𝐢l𝐞n𝐜e… 
𝐨n𝐥y d𝐞c𝐞p𝐭i𝐨n…

b𝐥a𝐜k𝐡0𝐥e𝐬

why you stay in the loop? 
You flew open the book. 
I hope you understood.

i’ve unsealed the vault of my tempered steel,
bearing the weight—remedies, vices, and thrills.
what does it signify? they’re questioning still.

𝐰e s𝐩i𝐥l w𝐨r𝐝s l𝐢k𝐞 𝐰a𝐭e𝐫, i’l𝐥 𝐝i𝐬t𝐢l𝐥 𝐭o w𝐢n𝐞.
n𝐨 𝐨n𝐞 𝐫e𝐩e𝐧t𝐬, s𝐨 𝐰e d𝐫i𝐧k a𝐧d d𝐞c𝐥i𝐧e.
𝐲e𝐚r𝐧i𝐧g f𝐨r v𝐞n𝐠e𝐚n𝐜e, 𝐭h𝐞 𝐛i𝐭t𝐞r𝐞s𝐭 𝐤i𝐧d—
𝐦e𝐫c𝐲, f𝐨r𝐠i𝐯e𝐧e𝐬s i𝐬 𝐧o l𝐨n𝐠e𝐫 𝐦i𝐧e.

disregard them all—i’m a child of the real.
nah, i don’t seek mirrors, this moment is sealed.
brother, i miss ya, your absence revealed.
curse you, yet stay—just circle back ‘round.
all of those hours, they can’t be rewound.
you stole it, i yielded, i won’t cast the blame.
was love this foolish, or was i betrayed?

w𝐞 𝐬p𝐢l𝐥 𝐰o𝐫d𝐬 𝐥i𝐤e w𝐚t𝐞r, 𝐢’𝐥l d𝐢s𝐭i𝐥l t𝐨 𝐰i𝐧e.
𝐧o o𝐧e r𝐞p𝐞n𝐭s, 𝐬o w𝐞 𝐝r𝐢n𝐤 𝐚n𝐝 𝐝e𝐜l𝐢n𝐞.
y𝐞a𝐫n𝐢n𝐠 𝐟o𝐫 𝐯e𝐧g𝐞a𝐧c𝐞, t𝐡e b𝐢t𝐭e𝐫e𝐬t k𝐢n𝐝—
m𝐞r𝐜y i𝐬 𝐧o m𝐨r𝐞 𝐚 𝐭r𝐚i𝐭 𝐨f m𝐢n𝐞.

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𝕋𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕚𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕒𝕟𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕞 𝕠𝕗 𝕤𝕠𝕞𝕖𝕠𝕟𝕖 𝕦𝕟𝕣𝕒𝕧𝕖𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕘—𝕪𝕖𝕥 𝕤𝕥𝕚𝕥𝕔𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕞𝕤𝕖𝕝𝕧𝕖𝕤 𝕓𝕒𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕠𝕘𝕖𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕣𝕠𝕦𝕘𝕙 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕧𝕖𝕣𝕪 𝕥𝕙𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕤 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕚𝕣 𝕔𝕠𝕟𝕥𝕣𝕒𝕕𝕚𝕔𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟.

𝕄𝕪𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕚𝕠𝕦𝕤 𝕊𝕜𝕚𝕟 𝕚𝕤 𝕟𝕠𝕥 𝕛𝕦𝕤𝕥 𝕗𝕝𝕖𝕤𝕙—𝕚𝕥’𝕤 𝕒 𝕞𝕖𝕞𝕓𝕣𝕒𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕞𝕖𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕪, 𝕤𝕠𝕒𝕜𝕖𝕕 𝕚𝕟 𝕤𝕙𝕒𝕞𝕖, 𝕕𝕖𝕤𝕚𝕣𝕖, 𝕣𝕖𝕓𝕖𝕝𝕝𝕚𝕠𝕟, 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕘𝕙𝕠𝕤𝕥𝕤.
𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕣𝕒𝕔𝕜 𝕡𝕦𝕝𝕤𝕖𝕤 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕒 𝕕𝕚𝕤𝕛𝕠𝕚𝕟𝕥𝕖𝕕 𝕣𝕙𝕪𝕥𝕙𝕞 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕞𝕚𝕞𝕚𝕔𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕡𝕤𝕪𝕔𝕙𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕒 𝕤𝕠𝕦𝕝 𝕔𝕒𝕦𝕘𝕙𝕥 𝕚𝕟 𝕣𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕣𝕤𝕖 𝕔𝕠𝕞𝕓𝕦𝕤𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟:
𝕓𝕦𝕣𝕟𝕚𝕟𝕘, 𝕓𝕦𝕥 𝕓𝕒𝕔𝕜𝕨𝕒𝕣𝕕𝕤.
𝕐𝕖𝕒𝕣𝕟𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕔𝕠𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕖𝕟𝕔𝕖, 𝕪𝕖𝕥 𝕗𝕚𝕟𝕕𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕡𝕠𝕖𝕥𝕣𝕪 𝕚𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕗𝕣𝕒𝕔𝕥𝕦𝕣𝕖.

𝕀𝕥 𝕒𝕤𝕜𝕤: 𝕨𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕚𝕗 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕤𝕪𝕞𝕡𝕥𝕠𝕞𝕤 𝕨𝕖𝕣𝕖 𝕤𝕒𝕔𝕣𝕖𝕕?
𝕎𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕚𝕗 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕚𝕟𝕔𝕠𝕟𝕤𝕚𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕟𝕔𝕪 𝕨𝕒𝕤 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕠𝕟𝕝𝕪 𝕥𝕣𝕦𝕥𝕙?
𝕎𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕚𝕗 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕧𝕖𝕣𝕪 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕙𝕦𝕣𝕥 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕒𝕝𝕤𝕠 𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕕 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕚𝕟 𝕡𝕝𝕒𝕔𝕖?
𝕀𝕥’𝕤 𝕒 𝕣𝕚𝕥𝕦𝕒𝕝 𝕠𝕗 𝕣𝕖𝕔𝕠𝕘𝕟𝕚𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟.
𝔸 𝕤𝕜𝕚𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕟𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕣 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕥𝕖 𝕗𝕚𝕥𝕤, 𝕓𝕦𝕥 𝕚𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕠𝕟𝕝𝕪 𝕠𝕟𝕖 𝕪𝕠𝕦’𝕧𝕖 𝕘𝕠𝕥.
𝕋𝕠 𝕓𝕖, 𝕡𝕖𝕣𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕤, 𝕚𝕤 𝕥𝕠 𝕓𝕦𝕣𝕟 𝕚𝕟 𝕤𝕠𝕞𝕖𝕠𝕟𝕖 𝕖𝕝𝕤𝕖’𝕤 𝕟𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥𝕞𝕒𝕣𝕖 𝕦𝕟𝕥𝕚𝕝 𝕚𝕥 𝕓𝕖𝕔𝕠𝕞𝕖𝕤 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕠𝕨𝕟 𝕞𝕪𝕥𝕙𝕠𝕝𝕠𝕘𝕪.

𝗔𝗥𝗘 𝗬𝗢𝗨 𝗜𝗡 𝗧𝗨𝗡𝗘, 𝗪𝗜𝗧𝗛 𝗬𝗢𝗨𝗥 𝗦𝗨𝗕𝗦𝗧𝗥𝗔𝗧𝗘𝗦?
𝗩𝗜𝗦𝗜𝗕𝗟𝗘 𝗙𝗔𝗜𝗟𝗨𝗥𝗘𝗦, 𝗔𝗥𝗘 𝗜𝗡𝗩𝗜𝗦𝗜𝗕𝗟𝗘 𝗙𝗔𝗧𝗘𝗦 
𝗪𝗛𝗘𝗡 𝗪𝗜𝗟𝗟 𝗧𝗛𝗘𝗬 𝗔𝗣𝗣𝗘𝗔𝗥? 
𝗨𝗡𝗔𝗪𝗔𝗥𝗘𝗦 𝗙𝗥𝗢𝗠 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗟𝗜𝗙𝗘-𝗧𝗘𝗔𝗥𝗦
𝐎𝗻 𝗮 𝗴𝐫𝗮𝐲 𝐍𝗼𝐯𝗲𝐦𝗯𝐞𝗿 𝗮𝐟𝘁𝐞𝗿𝐧𝗼𝐨𝗻
𝗜 𝗙𝗜𝗡𝗔𝗟𝗟𝗬 𝗦𝗘𝗘 𝗠𝗬 𝗠𝗢𝗢𝗡 
𝗬𝐨𝘂'𝗿𝐞 𝐧𝗼𝐭 𝐭𝗶𝐫𝗲𝐝
𝗜𝗧'𝗦 𝗔 𝗡𝗜𝗚𝗛𝗧𝗠𝗔𝗥𝗘, 𝗕𝗨𝗧 𝗬𝗢𝗨'𝗥𝗘 𝗔𝗟𝗟 𝗢𝗡- 𝗙𝗜𝗥𝗘
𝗕𝗨𝗥𝗡𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗜𝗡 𝗥𝗘𝗩𝗘𝗥𝗦𝗘

𝐈 𝐰𝗿𝐢𝘁𝐞… 𝗜 𝗱𝐫𝗮𝐰… 𝗜 𝗿𝐞𝗿𝐞𝗮𝐝
𝗗𝗢𝗡'𝗧 𝗘𝗥𝗔𝗦𝗘 𝗧𝗛𝗢𝗦𝗘 𝗜 𝗖𝗥𝗘𝗘𝗣 𝗔𝗧 
𝗜’𝗠 𝗟𝗔𝗨𝗚𝗛𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗔𝗧 𝗠𝗘—𝗔𝗡𝗗
𝗬𝗢𝗨’𝗥𝗘 𝗟𝗔𝗨𝗚𝗛𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗔𝗧 𝗧𝗛𝗘𝗠—𝗬𝗘𝗛
𝗪𝗛𝗢’𝗦 𝗟𝗔𝗨𝗚𝗛𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗔𝗧 𝗨𝗦?—𝗧𝗛𝗔𝗡
𝗧𝗛𝗘𝗥𝗘’𝗦 𝗔 𝗪𝗢𝗥𝗟𝗗 𝗜𝗡 𝗕𝗘𝗧𝗪𝗘𝗘𝗡, 𝗠𝗔𝗡? 
𝗦𝗧𝗜𝗟𝗟 𝗖𝗢𝗡𝗡𝗘𝗖𝗧𝗘𝗗

𝗜 𝗔𝗠 𝗖𝗢𝗡𝗦𝗧𝗔𝗡𝗧𝗟𝗬 𝗜𝗡𝗖𝗢𝗡𝗦𝗧𝗔𝗡𝗧 
𝗙𝗢𝗥𝗖𝗘𝗗 𝗧𝗢 𝗣𝗘𝗥𝗦𝗜𝗦𝗧—𝗔𝗡𝗗 
𝗦𝗬𝗠𝗣𝗧𝗢𝗠𝗔𝗧𝗜𝗖 𝗗𝗥𝗘𝗔𝗠𝗟𝗔𝗡𝗗
𝗜 𝗨𝗦𝗘𝗗 𝗧𝗢 𝗥𝗔𝗡 𝗔𝗪𝗔𝗬
𝗬𝗢𝗨𝗥 𝗦𝗞𝗜𝗡 𝗠𝗔𝗞𝗘𝗦 𝗠𝗘 𝗢𝗕𝗘𝗬

𝕋𝕆_𝔹𝔼 (°𝕞𝕪𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕚𝕠𝕦𝕤_𝕤𝕜𝕚𝕟°)

𝙈𝒂𝙨𝒉 "𝙎𝒕𝙮𝒍𝙚 𝙄𝒔 𝑻𝙝𝒆 𝑨𝙣𝒔𝙬𝒆𝙧" 𝑹𝙀𝑴𝙄𝑿

🔥𝑯𝙔𝑷𝙀𝑹𝙁𝑶𝘾𝑼𝙎 𝘼𝑫𝙃𝑫 S𝐈C𝐊 𝑴𝙀𝑮𝘼𝑴𝙄𝑿𝙏𝑨𝙋𝑬 🔥

𝟏0𝟏 𝙢𝒊𝙣𝒖𝙩𝒆𝙨. 𝒏𝙤 𝙗𝒓𝙚𝒂𝙠𝒔. 𝙣𝒐 𝒔𝙚𝒄𝙤𝒏𝙙 𝙩𝒉𝙤𝒖𝙜𝒉𝙩𝒔. 𝙅𝒖𝙨𝒕 𝒑𝙪𝒓𝙚 𝙝𝒚𝙥𝒆𝙧𝒇𝙤𝒄𝙪𝒔. 𝙏𝒓𝙖𝒄𝙠𝒔 𝒓𝙞𝒑𝙥𝒆𝙙 𝙖𝒑𝙖𝒓𝙩, 𝒃𝙖𝒔𝙨 𝙜𝒍𝙪𝒆𝙙, 𝒗𝙤𝒄𝙖𝒍𝙨 𝙨𝒕𝙧𝒆𝙩𝒄𝙝𝒆𝙙 𝙖𝒏𝙙 𝙜𝒍𝙞𝒕𝙘𝒉𝙚𝒅 𝒊𝙣 𝙧𝒆𝙖𝒍-𝒕𝙞𝒎𝙚, 𝒊𝙣𝒔𝙩𝒊𝙣𝒄𝙩 𝙧𝒖𝙣𝒏𝙞𝒏𝙜 𝙩𝒉𝙚 𝙬𝒉𝙤𝒍𝙚 𝙨𝒉𝙤𝒘. 𝙇𝒊𝙫𝒆-𝒎𝙞𝒙𝙚𝒅, 𝙗𝒖𝙞𝒍𝙩 𝙞𝒏 𝒕𝙝𝒆 𝒎𝙤𝒎𝙚𝒏𝙩. 𝑬𝙫𝒆𝙧𝒚𝙩𝒉𝙞𝒏𝙜 𝙨𝒕𝙖𝒄𝙠𝒆𝙙, 𝒆𝙫𝒆𝙧𝒚𝙩𝒉𝙞𝒏𝙜 𝙘𝒐𝙡𝒍𝙞𝒅𝙞𝒏𝙜, 𝒆𝙫𝒆𝙧𝒚𝙩𝒉𝙞𝒏𝙜 𝙞𝒏𝙚𝒗𝙞𝒕𝙖𝒃𝙡𝒆.

🔻 𝑹𝙤𝒖𝙜𝒉. 𝙄𝒏𝙙𝒖𝙨𝒕𝙧𝒊𝙖𝒍. 𝙏𝒆𝙘𝒉𝙣𝒐. 𝘿𝒐𝙬𝒏𝙩𝒆𝙢𝒑𝙤. 𝑫𝙞𝒓𝙩𝒚, 𝙙𝒆𝙘𝒐𝙣𝒔𝙩𝒓𝙪𝒄𝙩𝒆𝙙, 𝒉𝙮𝒑𝙣𝒐𝙩𝒊𝙘. 𝑵𝙤 𝙘𝒍𝙚𝒂𝙣 𝙩𝒓𝙖𝒏𝙨𝒊𝙩𝒊𝙤𝒏𝙨, 𝒋𝙪𝒔𝙩 𝙩𝒆𝙣𝒔𝙞𝒐𝙣 𝙖𝒏𝙙 𝙧𝒆𝙡𝒆𝙖𝒔𝙚.

💥 S𝐈C𝐊 𝘼𝑫𝙃𝑫-𝒑𝙤𝒘𝙚𝒓𝙚𝒅 𝒔𝙤𝒖𝙣𝒅 𝒐𝙫𝒆𝙧𝒍𝙤𝒂𝙙. 𝑼𝙣𝒓𝙚𝒑𝙚𝒂𝙩𝒂𝙗𝒍𝙚. 𝑼𝙣𝒄𝙤𝒏𝙩𝒓𝙤𝒍𝙡𝒂𝙗𝒍𝙚. 💥

🔥 𝘼𝑫𝙃𝑫 𝑯𝙔𝑷𝙀𝑹𝙁𝑶𝘾𝑼𝙎 S𝐈C𝐊 𝑴𝙀𝑮𝘼𝑴𝙄𝑿𝙏𝑨𝙋𝑬 🔥

𝐀𝐁𝐘𝐘𝐒𝐒-𝐓𝐄𝐊 𝐌𝐈𝐗

-->𝘏𝑒𝘢𝑑𝘱ℎ𝘰𝑛𝘦𝑠 𝑜𝘳 𝘚𝑜𝘶𝑛𝘥 𝘚𝑦𝘴𝑡𝘦𝑚 𝑟𝘦𝑞𝘶𝑖𝘳𝑒𝘥! 𝑠𝘰𝑢𝘯𝑑𝘴 𝘭𝑖𝘬𝑒 𝑠**𝘵 𝘰𝑛 𝑐𝘦𝑙𝘭 𝘱ℎ𝘰𝑛𝘦𝑠 𝑜𝘳 𝘯𝑜𝘵 𝘩𝑖𝘨ℎ 𝑞𝘶𝑎𝘭𝑖𝘵𝑦 𝑠𝘱𝑒𝘢𝑘𝘦𝑟𝘴....(𝘥𝑖𝘥𝑛'𝑡 ℎ𝘢𝑣𝘦 𝘵ℎ𝘦 𝘤ℎ𝘢𝑛𝘤𝑒 𝑡𝘰 𝘮𝑎𝘴𝑡𝘦𝑟 𝑤𝘪𝑡𝘩 𝘮𝑦 𝑢𝘴𝑢𝘢𝑙 𝑠𝘰𝑢𝘯𝑑𝘴𝑦𝘴𝑡𝘦𝑚, 𝘴𝑜𝘳𝑟𝘺)<--

4_𝑫𝙀𝑪𝙆𝑺_𝑺𝙔𝑵𝘾𝑯𝙍𝑶𝙉𝑰𝘾𝑰𝙏𝒀
☍ 𓋹 𓏤 ༓ ꙰ 🜃 🝰 🝓

𝙍𝙚𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙙𝙚𝙙 𝙡𝙞𝙫𝙚 𝙪𝙨𝙞𝙣𝙜 4 𝙙𝙚𝙘𝙠𝙨 𝙨𝙞𝙢𝙪𝙡𝙩𝙖𝙣𝙚𝙤𝙪𝙨𝙡𝙮, 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙘𝙠 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙗𝙤𝙧𝙣 𝙛𝙧𝙤𝙢 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙤𝙨 — 𝙡𝙖𝙮𝙚𝙧𝙨 𝙤𝙛 𝙨𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙙 𝙥𝙞𝙩𝙘𝙝𝙚𝙙 𝙙𝙤𝙬𝙣, 𝙛𝙞𝙡𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙙, 𝙢𝙪𝙛𝙛𝙡𝙚𝙙, 𝙨𝙩𝙧𝙚𝙩𝙘𝙝𝙚𝙙. 𝘼 𝙝𝙮𝙥𝙣𝙤𝙩𝙞𝙘 𝙬𝙚𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙤𝙛 𝙛𝙧𝙚𝙦𝙪𝙚𝙣𝙘𝙞𝙚𝙨 𝙘𝙡𝙖𝙨𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙠𝙞𝙨𝙨𝙞𝙣𝙜.
𝖙𝖆𝖒𝖊𝖉 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖚𝖓𝖙𝖆𝖒𝖊𝖉

𝙒𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙧 𝙞𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙪𝙡𝙩 𝙤𝙛 𝙖 𝙧𝙖𝙬, 𝙞𝙣𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙘𝙩𝙞𝙫𝙚 𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙢𝙖𝙣𝙘𝙚 — 𝙚𝙖𝙘𝙝 𝙚𝙡𝙚𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙩 𝙢𝙖𝙣𝙞𝙥𝙪𝙡𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙞𝙣 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙡 𝙩𝙞𝙢𝙚, 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙖 𝙨𝙖𝙛𝙚𝙩𝙮 𝙣𝙚𝙩. 𝙇𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙧, 𝙄 𝙗𝙧𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙝𝙤𝙡𝙚 𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙤 𝘼𝙗𝙡𝙚𝙩𝙤𝙣 𝙩𝙤 𝙨𝙘𝙪𝙡𝙥𝙩 𝙖 𝙛𝙧𝙖𝙜𝙞𝙡𝙚 𝙘𝙤𝙝𝙚𝙨𝙞𝙤𝙣, 𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙚𝙣𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝 𝙩𝙤 𝙢𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙞𝙩 𝙡𝙞𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙣𝙖𝙗𝙡𝙚… 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙣𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙤𝙤 𝙥𝙤𝙡𝙞𝙨𝙝𝙚𝙙.

𝙏𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙞𝙨𝙣’𝙩 𝙖𝙗𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙩𝙧𝙤𝙡. 𝙄𝙩’𝙨 𝙖𝙗𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙡𝙚𝙩𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙙𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙨 𝙗𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙩𝙝𝙚.
𝘼 𝙧𝙞𝙩𝙪𝙖𝙡 𝙤𝙛 𝙣𝙤𝙞𝙨𝙚, 𝓱𝓪𝓻𝓶𝓸𝓷𝓲𝓮𝓼 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙪𝙞𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣.
𝙎𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙗𝙚𝙩𝙬𝙚𝙚𝙣 𝙖𝙢𝙗𝙞𝙚𝙣𝙩 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙚𝙘𝙝𝙣𝙤, 𝙖𝙡𝙬𝙖𝙮𝙨 𝙞𝙣 𝙙𝙤𝙬𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙢𝙥𝙤 𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙘𝙚 — 𝙞𝙢𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙛𝙚𝙘𝙩, 𝙡𝙖𝙮𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙙, 𝙖𝙡𝙞𝙫𝙚.

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𝐴 𝑠𝑒𝑙𝑒𝑐𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛 𝑏𝑢𝑖𝑙𝑡 𝑜𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑐𝑜𝑟𝑛𝑒𝑟𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑛𝑒𝑠 𝑜𝑓 𝑚𝑦 𝑚𝑢𝑠𝑖𝑐𝑎𝑙 𝑡𝑎𝑠𝑡𝑒—𝑡𝑟𝑎𝑐𝑘𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡, 𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑤𝑎𝑦 𝑜𝑟 𝑎𝑛𝑜𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟, 𝑙𝑒𝑓𝑡 𝑎 𝑑𝑒𝑒𝑝 𝑚𝑎𝑟𝑘 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑓𝑟𝑜𝑚 𝑤ℎ𝑖𝑐ℎ 𝑚𝑦 𝑜𝑤𝑛 𝑢𝑛𝑟𝑒𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑠𝑒𝑑 𝑚𝑢𝑠𝑖𝑐 ℎ𝑎𝑠 𝑔𝑟𝑜𝑤𝑛, 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑛 𝑖𝑓 𝑖𝑛 𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑦 𝑑𝑖𝑓𝑓𝑒𝑟𝑒𝑛𝑡 𝑑𝑖𝑟𝑒𝑐𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛𝑠.
𝑌𝑜𝑢’𝑙𝑙 𝑓𝑖𝑛𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑖𝑛𝑐𝑟𝑒𝑑𝑖𝑏𝑙𝑒 𝑙𝑖𝑣𝑒 𝑒𝑥ℎ𝑖𝑏𝑖𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛 𝑏y 𝐻𝑜𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑝ℎ𝑜𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑐 𝑜𝑓 𝑀𝑎𝑑 𝑎𝑏𝑜𝑢𝑡 𝑦𝑜𝑢, 𝐺𝑙𝑒𝑛𝑛 𝐺𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑, 𝐵𝑟𝑖𝑎𝑛 𝐸𝑛𝑜, 𝐾𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝐶𝑟𝑖𝑚𝑠𝑜𝑛, 𝐽𝑜𝑠𝑒́ 𝐺𝑜𝑛𝑧𝑎́𝑙𝑒𝑧, 𝑀𝑜𝑏𝑦, 𝐽𝑎𝑐𝑞𝑢𝑒𝑠 𝑇𝑎𝑡𝑖 𝑆𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑑𝑡𝑟𝑎𝑐𝑘𝑠, 𝐸𝑟𝑖𝑘𝑒 𝑆𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑒 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑇ℎ𝑦𝑙𝑎𝑐𝑖𝑛𝑒, 𝐶𝑎𝑒𝑡𝑎𝑛𝑜 𝑉𝑒𝑙𝑜𝑠𝑜. 𝐴 𝑙𝑖𝑡𝑡𝑙𝑒 𝐶𝑎𝑚𝑒𝑜 𝑓𝑟𝑜𝑚 𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑜𝑓 𝑚𝑦 𝑛𝑒𝑤 𝑡𝑟𝑎𝑐𝑘 𝑎𝑟𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑑 36:15. 𝑇ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑒’𝑠 𝑎𝑙𝑠𝑜 𝑎 𝑓𝑟𝑎𝑔𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑡 𝑓𝑟𝑜𝑚 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑓𝑖𝑙𝑚 𝑇𝑜𝑢𝑡𝑒𝑠 𝑙𝑒𝑠 𝑚𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑠 𝑑𝑢 𝑚𝑜𝑛𝑑𝑒, 𝑓𝑒𝑎𝑡𝑢𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝐺𝑒́𝑟𝑎𝑟𝑑 𝐷𝑒𝑝𝑎𝑟𝑑𝑖𝑒𝑢 𝑎𝑛𝑑 ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑠𝑜𝑛 (𝑤ℎ𝑜 𝑡𝑟𝑎𝑔𝑖𝑐𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑦 𝑝𝑎𝑠𝑠𝑒𝑑 𝑎𝑤𝑎𝑦 𝑖𝑛 𝑎 𝑐𝑎𝑟 𝑎𝑐𝑐𝑖𝑑𝑒𝑛𝑡)—𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑜𝑓 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑚𝑜𝑠𝑡 𝑝𝑜𝑤𝑒𝑟𝑓𝑢𝑙 𝑣𝑖𝑜𝑙𝑎 𝑖𝑚𝑝𝑟𝑜𝑣𝑖𝑠𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛𝑠 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑚𝑎𝑑𝑒 𝑜𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝐹𝑜𝑙𝑖𝑒𝑠 𝑑’𝐸𝑠𝑝𝑎𝑔𝑛𝑒.
𝐴𝑓𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑎𝑛 𝑎𝑢𝑡𝑜-𝑖𝑟𝑜𝑛𝑖𝑐 𝑗𝑎𝑧𝑧 𝑣𝑜𝑐𝑎𝑙 𝑡𝑟𝑎𝑐𝑘 𝑜𝑓 𝑚𝑖𝑛𝑒 𝑗𝑢𝑠𝑡 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑓𝑢𝑛, 𝑖𝑡 𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑐𝑙𝑜𝑠𝑒𝑠 𝑢𝑝 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑎 𝑏𝑒𝑎𝑢𝑡𝑖𝑓𝑢𝑙 𝑖𝑛𝑠𝑡𝑟𝑢𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑎𝑙 𝑐𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑜𝑓 𝐿𝑜𝑣𝑒 𝑊𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑇𝑒𝑎𝑟 𝑈𝑠 𝐴𝑝𝑎𝑟𝑡.

𝐸𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑦 𝑡𝑟𝑎𝑐𝑘 ℎ𝑎𝑠 𝑏𝑒𝑒𝑛 𝑖𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑦 𝑠𝑙𝑜𝑤𝑒𝑑 𝑑𝑜𝑤𝑛 𝑎 𝑓𝑒𝑤 𝐵𝑃𝑀 𝑡𝑜 𝑔𝑖𝑣𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑤ℎ𝑜𝑙𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑎 𝑑𝑖𝑓𝑓𝑒𝑟𝑒𝑛𝑡 𝑏𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑡ℎ—𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑞𝑢𝑖𝑒𝑡𝑙𝑦 𝑝𝑜𝑤𝑒𝑟𝑓𝑢𝑙 𝑖𝑛 𝑖𝑡𝑠 𝑠𝑡𝑟𝑒𝑡𝑐ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔.

𝑊𝑖𝑠ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑎 𝑔𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑙𝑒 𝑙𝑖𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑛—𝑜𝑛 𝑎 𝑐𝑎𝑙𝑚 𝑎𝑓𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑛𝑜𝑜𝑛, 𝑎𝑡 𝑠𝑢𝑛𝑠𝑒𝑡, 𝑎𝑡 𝑑𝑎𝑤𝑛… 𝑜𝑟 𝑎𝑠 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑑𝑟𝑖𝑓𝑡 𝑖𝑛𝑡𝑜 𝑠𝑙𝑒𝑒𝑝. 𝑃𝑒𝑟𝑓𝑒𝑐𝑡 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑎 𝑚𝑒𝑙𝑎𝑛𝑐ℎ𝑜𝑙𝑖𝑐 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑚𝑖𝑛𝑑𝑓𝑢𝑙 𝑚𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑡 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒 𝑜𝑓 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑙𝑑’𝑠 𝑚𝑢𝑠𝑖𝑐𝑎𝑙 𝑚𝑖𝑙𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑛𝑒𝑠.

𝙀𝑪𝙃𝑶𝙀𝑺 𝑶𝙁 𝙈𝑼𝙎𝑰𝘾𝑨𝙇 𝙄𝑵𝙁𝑳𝙐𝑬𝙉𝑪𝙀𝑺

𝑑𝑒𝑑𝑖𝑐𝑎𝑡𝑎 𝑎 𝐺𝑖𝑜𝑟𝑔𝑖𝑜.

𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘮𝘢𝘴𝘩𝘶𝘱 𝘮𝘦𝘳𝘨𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘦𝘹𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦𝘴 𝘰𝘧 “𝘌𝘯𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩” 𝘣𝘺 𝘍𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘈𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯.. & 𝘉𝘳𝘪𝘢𝘯 𝘌𝘯𝘰 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘪𝘮𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘮 𝘰𝘧 “𝘔𝘰𝘵𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘢” 𝘣𝘺 𝘒𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘶𝘬𝘦𝘭.
𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘶𝘭𝘵 𝘪𝘴 𝘢 𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯—𝘴𝘭𝘰𝘸, 𝘴𝘢𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘥, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘶𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦.
𝘝𝘰𝘪𝘤𝘦𝘴 𝘧𝘭𝘰𝘢𝘵 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴, 𝘳𝘩𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘮𝘴 𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘳𝘨𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘰𝘭𝘷𝘦.
𝘉𝘶𝘪𝘭𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴, 𝘦𝘮𝘰𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘢𝘭 𝘥𝘦𝘱𝘵𝘩, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘦𝘵 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘰𝘴.

All rights belong to the original artists. This mashup is a non-profit work made for artistic exploration only.

𝐅𝐫𝐞𝐝𝐀𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧&𝐁𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐄𝐧𝐨_𝐄𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡/𝐊𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐮𝐤𝐞𝐥_𝐌𝐨𝐭𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐚

༄⧖ 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑶𝒏𝒆 𝑷𝒐𝒆𝒎 𝑷𝒐𝒆𝒕 ⧖༄

This is a re-release of the original demo, taking into great consideration and carefully following the community feedback I ended up changing the whole structure of the track in less than 24 hours. It wasn’t the plan at all, but after receiving feedbacks and comments, I actually stopped and really listened in a different way. And honestly, some of the feedback made me see things I hadn’t noticed on my own. There were just too many ideas, too many layers… maybe I was trying to say everything all at once. So I started stripping things down, making space. I kept only what truly mattered — and even though a lot has changed, the atmosphere and the narrative built around Lauren Bacall’s voice are still there.
Now I feel like the track breathes better. Huge thanks to everyone who took the time to share their thoughts with me. Always open to new suggestions and opinions. 
Here is the second version of 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑶𝒏𝒆 𝑷𝒐𝒆𝒎 𝑷𝒐𝒆𝒕
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Questo è una riedizione della demo originale. In meno di 24 ore ho cambiato completamente la struttura del pezzo. Dopo aver ricevuto diversi feedback, mi sono fermato ad ascoltare da un nuovo punto di vista. E devo dire che certe critiche mi hanno fatto vedere cose che da solo non riuscivo a notare. C’erano troppe idee, troppi livelli... forse stavo cercando di dire troppo tutto insieme. Così ho iniziato a togliere, a fare spazio. Ho lasciato solo ciò che davvero serviva — l’atmosfera, la narrazione legata alla voce di Lauren Bacall, quella è rimasta lì, uguale. Sento che adesso il pezzo respira meglio. E mi ci ritrovo ancora di più.
Davvero, grazie a chi ha avuto la pazienza e la voglia di dirmi la sua.
Ecco la seconda versione di 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑶𝒏𝒆 𝑷𝒐𝒆𝒎 𝑷𝒐𝒆𝒕
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The one poem poet

𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑶𝒏𝒆 𝑷𝒐𝒆𝒎 𝑷𝒐𝒆𝒕

𝑹𝒆𝒎𝒊𝒙 𝒐𝒇 𝑫𝒓𝒖𝒎𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒂
 soundcloud.com/mf2754/drumchestra 
by mf soundcloud.com/mf2754 . 

𝙁𝙧𝙤𝙢 𝘿𝙧𝙪𝙢𝙘𝙝𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙧𝙖, 𝙢𝙛'𝙨 𝙚𝙭𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙤𝙧𝙙𝙞𝙣𝙖𝙧𝙮 𝙘𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙩𝙪𝙧𝙚, 𝙄 𝙚𝙭𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙘𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙡𝙞𝙢𝙗𝙨, 𝙨𝙚𝙬𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙗𝙤𝙣𝙚𝙨, 𝙜𝙧𝙖𝙛𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙣𝙚𝙬 𝙥𝙪𝙡𝙨𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣𝙨. 𝙒𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙗𝙤𝙧𝙣 𝙞𝙨 𝙨𝙞𝙢𝙞𝙡𝙖𝙧 𝙩𝙤 𝙖 𝙢𝙤𝙣𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧.
𝘼 "𝙁𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙠𝙚𝙣𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙞𝙣" 𝙧𝙚𝙢𝙞𝙭, 𝙢𝙖𝙙𝙚 𝙤𝙛 𝙜𝙡𝙞𝙩𝙘𝙝𝙚𝙨, 𝙢𝙚𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙮, 𝙞𝙢𝙥𝙪𝙡𝙨𝙞𝙫𝙚𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙨 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙞𝙣𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙘𝙩.
𝘿𝙞𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙩𝙚𝙙, 𝙛𝙖𝙢𝙞𝙡𝙞𝙖𝙧, 𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙨 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙛𝙪𝙨𝙚𝙙, 𝙖𝙨 𝙬𝙚 𝙤𝙛𝙩𝙚𝙣 𝙛𝙚𝙚𝙡. 𝘽𝙚𝙘𝙖𝙪𝙨𝙚 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮𝙤𝙣𝙚, 𝙙𝙚𝙚𝙥 𝙙𝙤𝙬𝙣, 𝙜𝙚𝙩𝙨 𝙖𝙩𝙩𝙖𝙘𝙝𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙞𝙧 𝙤𝙬𝙣 𝙙𝙚𝙢𝙤𝙣𝙨.
𝙄 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙠 𝙢𝙛 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙜𝙞𝙫𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙢𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙤𝙥𝙥𝙤𝙧𝙩𝙪𝙣𝙞𝙩𝙮 𝙩𝙤 𝙚𝙭𝙥𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙨 𝙢𝙮𝙨𝙚𝙡𝙛 𝙛𝙧𝙚𝙚𝙡𝙮 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙨𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙙𝙨, 𝙜𝙞𝙫𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙡𝙞𝙛𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙚𝙡𝙨𝙚.
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𝑹𝒆𝒎𝒊𝒙 𝒐𝒇 𝑫𝒓𝒖𝒎𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒂
 https://soundcloud.com/mf2754/drumchestra 
by mf https://soundcloud.com/mf2754 . 
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Da Drumchestra, creatura straordinaria di mf, ho estratto gli arti, cucito le ossa, innestato nuove pulsazioni. Quello che ne è nato è simile a un mostro.
Un remix "alla Frankenstein", fatto di glitch, memoria, impulsività e istinto.
Distorto, familiare, forse confuso, come spesso ci sentiamo noi. Perché ognuno, in fondo, si affeziona ai propri demoni.
Ringrazio mf per avermi dato la possibilità di esprimermi liberamente con i suoi suoni dando vita a qualcos'altro.
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*_𝙏𝑬𝙏𝑹𝘼_𝙑𝑨𝙄𝑵_𝑴𝙁_𝘿𝑹𝙐𝑴𝘾𝑯𝙀𝑺𝙏𝑹𝘼_𝙍𝑬𝙈𝑰𝙓_*

Costruita strato dopo strato, come certi legami che si capiscono solo alla fine. Beat profondi, suoni in tensione, e una voce che riemerge all’ultimo, parlando d’amore tossico. Sartre diceva che l’inferno sono gli altri. Ma a volte, sono proprio quelli che amiamo. Il puzzle è appena cominciato. 💥🖤
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Built layer by layer, like bonds that only make sense in the aftermath. Deep beats, tense textures, and a voice surfacing at the end, reflecting on toxic love. Sartre said hell is other people. Sometimes, it’s the ones we love. The puzzle’s just begun.💥🖤

A𝐦o𝐫_𝐓o𝐱i𝐜o_e𝐩0𝟐

𝙡𝙚 𝙥𝙖𝙧𝙤𝙡𝙚 nella parte centrale del brano 𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙣𝙜𝙤𝙣𝙤 𝙙𝙖 𝘼𝙡𝙖𝙣 𝙒𝙖𝙩𝙩𝙨^𝙅𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙡𝙚𝙩 𝙂𝙤 . 𝙜𝙪𝙖𝙧𝙙𝙖 𝙞𝙡 𝙫𝙞𝙙𝙚𝙤 𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙤 𝙨𝙪: 𝙝𝙩𝙩𝙥𝙨://𝙬𝙬𝙬.𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙩𝙪𝙗𝙚.𝙘𝙤𝙢/𝙬𝙖𝙩𝙘𝙝?𝙫=3𝙔𝙙𝙙𝙮𝙨𝙫𝙁𝙧1𝙨&𝙖𝙗_𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙣𝙚𝙡=𝙏𝙧𝙪𝙚𝙈𝙚𝙖𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜

𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙥𝙤𝙠𝙚𝙣 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙙𝙨 in the central part of the track 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙛𝙧𝙤𝙢 𝘼𝙡𝙖𝙣 𝙒𝙖𝙩𝙩𝙨^𝙅𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙡𝙚𝙩 𝙂𝙤 . 𝙜𝙪𝙖𝙧𝙙𝙖 𝙞𝙡 𝙫𝙞𝙙𝙚𝙤 𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙤 𝙨𝙪: 𝙝𝙩𝙩𝙥𝙨://𝙬𝙬𝙬.𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙩𝙪𝙗𝙚.𝙘𝙤𝙢/𝙬𝙖𝙩𝙘𝙝?𝙫=3𝙔𝙙𝙙𝙮𝙨𝙫𝙁𝙧1𝙨&𝙖𝙗_𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙣𝙚𝙡=𝙏𝙧𝙪𝙚𝙈𝙚𝙖𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜

𝑱𝑼𝑺𝑻_𝑳𝑬𝑻_𝑮𝑶__e𝐩0𝟒

This live-recorded mix is an eclectic ride that leaves no room for anticipation.
Julia Roberts' voice sets the tone, leading into a soundscape that evolves through various genres — mainly deep house — building up to a full-blown psytrance climax.
Enjoy the twists and a no-skip listening experience.

Questo mix registrato tutto live è una corsa eclettica che non lascia spazio all'anticipazione. La voce di Julia Roberts ci introduce in un mix di sound che cresce passando da vari generi, principalmente deep house con un climax psytrance. Godetevi i twist e un ascolto senza skip.

°C𝐀T_I𝐍_𝐀_𝐁O𝐗°_D𝐄E𝐏H𝐎U𝐒E_P𝐒Y_#𝐌E𝐆A𝐌I𝐗

T𝐞t𝐫𝐚 V𝐚i𝐧 could be considered as Sound Architects navigating between chaos and intuition, blending DJing, music production, and songwriting into unique sonic experiences. Their eclectic nature and interests brings in this platform a wide variety of musical genres, so if you follow us expect the unexpected! 
Their work is a journey through electronic improvisation, spoken word, rhythmic experimentation, and remix/mashups where every mix and track takes shape in the very moment of its creation. Almost everything is recorded from live jam sessions and with few adjustments later on Ableton. Most of the Djs recording are done without a prearranged tracklist, selecting tracks on the spot and seamlessly fusing basslines, synths, and vocals up to 4 decks playing in synchronicity creating something unnique. Their sonic flow disregards classical rules, balancing unpredictability with elegance to create an immersive journey.
T𝐞t𝐫𝐚 V𝐚i𝐧 also explores the raw, introspective side of music through original productions. Their spoken words /rap-traap releases delve into deep, unfiltered reflections on love relationships and emotional turmoil, weaving electronic experimentation with strong storytelling providing for each track the lyrics for more immersive experience.
Rather than adhering to a single genre, T𝐞t𝐫𝐚 V𝐚i𝐧 is an explorer of sonic perception. Every set, every track, is a ritual where sound becomes experience, and experience becomes sound.

𝑪𝙡𝒊𝙘𝒌 𝒕𝙝𝒆 𝒍𝙞𝒏𝙠 𝙗𝒆𝙡𝒐𝙬 𝙩𝒐 𝒔𝙪𝒑𝙥𝒐𝙧𝒕 𝒕𝙝𝒆 𝒊𝙣𝒅𝙚𝒑𝙚𝒏𝙙𝒆𝙣𝒕 𝒎𝙪𝒔𝙞𝒄 𝒑𝙧𝒐𝙙𝒖𝙘𝒕𝙞𝒐𝙣 𝙤𝒇 𝒆𝙢𝒆𝙧𝒈𝙞𝒏𝙜 𝙖𝒓𝙩𝒊𝙨𝒕𝙨 🖤🖤🖤🖤
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T𝐞t𝐫𝐚 V𝐚i𝐧 potrebbero essere considerati degli Architetti del Suono che navigano tra caos e intuizione, fondendo DJing, produzione musicale e songwriting in esperienze sonore uniche. La loro natura eclettica e i loro interessi portano su questa piattaforma un'ampia varietà di generi musicali, quindi se seguite aspettatevi l'inaspettato!
Il lavoro è un viaggio attraverso l'improvvisazione elettronica, la poesia parlata, la sperimentazione ritmica e i remix/mashup, dove ogni mix e traccia prende forma nel momento stesso della sua creazione. Quasi tutto è registrato da jam session dal vivo e con pochi ritocchi successivi su Ableton. Tutte registrazioni dei DJset avviene senza una tracklist pre impostata, selezionando le tracce al momento e fondendo perfettamente linee di basso, synth e voci fino a 4 deck che suonano in sincronia, creando qualcosa di unico. Il loro flusso sonoro ignora i canoni classici, bilanciando imprevedibilità ed eleganza per creare un viaggio immersivo. T𝐞t𝐫𝐚 V𝐚i𝐧 esplora anche il lato crudo e introspettivo della musica attraverso produzioni originali. Le loro uscite spoken word/rap-trap approfondiscono riflessioni profonde e senza filtri sulle relazioni amorose e sui tumulti emotivi, intrecciando la sperimentazione elettronica con una narrazione incisiva, fornendo all'ascoltatore per ogni traccia le lyrics per un'esperienza più immersiva.
Piuttosto che aderire a un singolo genere, T𝐞t𝐫𝐚 V𝐚i𝐧 è un'esplorazione della percezione sonora. Ogni set, ogni traccia, è un rituale in cui il suono diventa esperienza e l'esperienza diventa suono.

𝑪𝙡𝒊𝙘𝒌 𝒕𝙝𝒆 𝒍𝙞𝒏𝙠 𝙗𝒆𝙡𝒐𝙬 𝙩𝒐 𝒔𝙪𝒑𝙥𝒐𝙧𝒕𝒕𝒆 𝒕𝙝𝒆 𝒊𝙣𝒅𝙚𝒑𝙚𝒏𝙙𝒆𝙣𝒕 𝒎𝙪𝒔𝙞𝒄 𝒑𝙧𝒐𝙙𝒖𝙘𝒕𝙞𝒐𝙣 𝙤𝒇 𝒆𝒆𝙧𝒈𝙞𝒏𝙜 𝙖𝒓𝙩𝒊𝙨𝒕𝙨 🖤🖤🖤🖤
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