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To Sir. Dylan a.

Probably at least the one who wants to be an artist for expressing something, anybody won't survive your own creative career, nevertheless, probably or not, absolutely you know that anybody has own destined so heavy, so wonderful some fatal treasure, and you must know that anybody has own mission. That must make you own You.


Anything happened in the circle of human, somehow very intrinsically intriguing essence and  so signified messages or kind of very earnest crying for claiming some irresistible idea and emotion, there.


You have claimed, created in any your lyrics, tune and stage performance, that so simply necessary truth, and that sending method in your singing must have been shared in anybody's true heart. Because very many cases have any truth could have been not transparent nor not that clearly told to anybody, because some unnecessary powered curtain or kind of unnecessary pretentious mind could be made to anyone.


That must be the identity probably you'd addressed to break through and rearranged.  


In mutually never so easily seen misty shadow, how can we find out truth in murky skies and noisy ground? That questioning must be made in whirlpool in anybody's mind, and to it, you truly know so well and you simply have tried to express on your stage or any your activity.


Thank you very very much for telling many things also to me, Sir. Dylan, your own smiley whispering on your stage will encourage so numerous people's personal mind and heart.



I also will try the best for purifying my own heartful idea and useful messages to anyone.



Have a nice meditatable moment and useful time spending on your elegant life days!
Sir. Dylan, as the murky shadowed these days' anybody's guru of you!




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Dec. 2nd.      2023