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I listened to the more contemplative, almost psychedelic songs, but I didn't really hear them. Couldn't hear them. I was so busy being righteously furious that I couldn't hear the soul and the beauty.

In the last few days and weeks I've had reason to feel torn, and heartbroken, and lost in the dark. Listening to Dark Matter today was like a map of the way into the darkness, and back out into the light. Like Pink Floyd's The Wall.

Words fail me. Thanks PJ for lighting the way.

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