Melodies striking past visions and bringing them into
perspective.
Sectioning all eras of age into areas of brightened
rhythms, standing in lines and spaces, emitting a
variety of desires and specks of energy.
Taking my being into faster rhythms, carrying my mind
into exercises of intellect and beautiful imaginational
sites of artistic talent, switching ideas like wine
from bottles.
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