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There are songs that make you wonder what the songwriter means, and you have no idea why the song moves you so. Listening to these songs is like a spiritual epiphany, a revelation of sorts. Which is probably why you feel so filial towards people who like the same songs as you do. It's like belonging to the same church congregation. And its not just the words, for if you read them somewhere, it won't be quite the same. It's the words arranged to that particular music that fill your heart with a strange mixture of deepest sadness and rapturous joy. And you feel grateful for the feeling. It's like catching a fleeting glimpse of some higher truth from the corner of your eye.

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