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Bass Bombardment

In the depths where shadows sway,A bassline rises, takes the stage, Its rhythm pulses, night and day, An echo of a primal age.
From silent caverns, deep and low, It grows, a heartbeat fierce and wild, With every throb, the currents flow, A language pure, yet undefiled.
The world above might sing and dance, But down below, where basses reign, A symphony of circumstance, Unseen, but felt through every vein.
Each note a wave, a subtle quake, Resonance that shapes the night, In this bombardment, senses wake, To depths of sound, to pure delight.
For in this realm of deepest tones, Where bass commands and shadows blend, We find a peace that soothes our bones, A power strong, yet a gentle friend.

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Bass Bombardment

In the depths where shadows sway,A bassline rises, takes the stage, Its rhythm pulses, night and day, An echo of a primal age.
From silent caverns, deep and low, It grows, a heartbeat fierce and wild, With every throb, the currents flow, A language pure, yet undefiled.
The world above might sing and dance, But down below, where basses reign, A symphony of circumstance, Unseen, but felt through every vein.
Each note a wave, a subtle quake, Resonance that shapes the night, In this bombardment, senses wake, To depths of sound, to pure delight.
For in this realm of deepest tones, Where bass commands and shadows blend, We find a peace that soothes our bones, A power strong, yet a gentle friend.

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