If Jimi says its true its true
the dead don’t lie across their fretboards
six third rails to kiss the sky
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qbit 
Brevity is indeed the soul of wit, in this case remarkably so. Let the bodies fall where they will, I say, but make some music with them, at least.
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Thank you! In my drafts I had blathered on, but these lines seemed like all I had to say.
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Well done, qbit.
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Thanks!!
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Not sure I got all the references here, but if it is true, then I agree, it must be true!
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LOL! Thanks!
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~~ you made my heart sing.
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Lololol!
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And here in NYC the last few days “Purple Haze” just about says it all!
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Mamas, don’t let your children grow up to patch into amps.
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So good. Fantastic.
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Excellent use of the pun.
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Thanks!
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Don’t think I’m gonna let you stop writing, Mister Qbit.
–Shay 😉
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The switchblade nun is holding me accountable.
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