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Engulfed within your spectrum of understanding, the sounds all your own, thoughts dizzying, then relaxed, filling, and then starving, the warmth of the notes are in tune with the rhythm of your heartbeat.
Underneath the tough questions, but still floating somehow, louder still are the thoughts that bubble with fervor, the ones least expected are the ones we give form to
Intent bleeding through the walls of self-realization
Scrutinized by none and left to bask in the glory of it all.
Underneath the tough questions, but still floating somehow, louder still are the thoughts that bubble with fervor, the ones least expected are the ones we give form to
Intent bleeding through the walls of self-realization
Scrutinized by none and left to bask in the glory of it all.