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There's a light in the black, am I ready to go? (Rainbow)

Wop bop a loo bop a lop bam boom! (Little Richard)

Still I look to find a reason to believe (Rod Stewart)

He plays by intuition (The Who)

I loafe and invite my Soul; I lean and loafe at my ease, observing a spear of summer grass  is from Walt Whitman's extraordinary  Leaves Of Grass. Uncle Walt knew this well: A lot can come from letting go and really seeing.