Perhaps, our destiny is foreordained. Maybe not. The visionary sky is amber and gold, painted with lapis and whispering gas. It is ours, yet it is not ours alone. It is the red lips of a cosmic face that ever beckons… Piano solo, full work. New Age.
Charles J. Fichtl
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