Violins whistling sadly into the atmosphere, their
lonely echoes vibrating senses interiorly.
Solemn, evenly being portrayed in haunting harmonies,
testing inner strength and it's ingenuity.
Finding pathways into a deeper wisdom, leaving intense
desires lying by the wayside in order to follow a
spiritual leeway towards serenity and peaceful living.
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