Reaching deeply within a bluened light where the divine dwells, keeping this poet filled with energy and curiosity in which to find details that have been hidden for centuries.
Looking at all the codes melody's charge automatically while listening to music, going through a photographic memory.
Touching upon like things and finding their similarity is blending together, discovering new experiences that're being developed silently within catacombs of intellect.
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