to be from a time
when you had cassette
as the popular medium
you had to really commit
to the music
fast forwarding was not an easy task.
you couldn't just skip the artists hard work
in a split second
you couldn't just opt out of their
pain
struggles
and expression in one click
you had to really commit
it was the endnote of an age
where you really had to
appreciate an entire album
and if you really loved a song
it was worth waiting for the tape to rewind
it paid off
it gave you something to wait for
and by that second listen
and that second wait
watching the spool collect
it was still chilling
it was still worthwhile
you knew you had a moment
always celebrated when you would
hear that song a decade later.
You would grow with the cassette
as the song titles wore off the face
you still knew the order
as the tape would warp and
time would take its toll
the notes would still resonate
further in the distance
by this time it didn't matter
time could try to leave a dent
try push all its weight
on those songs
by that time it didn't matter
cause you didn't need the cassette
any longer
the songs you would never forget
and you could hear in your sleep
and you could sing to yourself
even a decade later
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