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Thinking of the past When we were young and in love Nothing could break us Inseparable my love Time had no meaning for us - Marcus Joseph 
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When I plant a seed I expect it to flourish Growing to succeed. - Marcus Joseph Sunday Haiku  Patiently waiting |
Diary of a Young Black Jazz Musician'Diary of a Young Black Jazz Musician' documents Marcus Joseph's musical journey into the unknown... Archives
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