Quickly and rapidly, moving to rhythms shaking within,
taking notes, running, never allowing them to wander,
keeping them to inner tempos that are beating within.
Never letting me go into outer spheres of another left-
over thought, instead, always giving the benefit of
living in intellect.
Keeping every idea so closely in mind, never escaping
from rhythms as they code imagination quickly while
listening to them.
Beautiful sounds being composed as rapidly as my brain can
decipher every one.
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