Solemn and gentle, our spirits fill us with peace and serenity
when we are quiet and listening intently to them through an
innate contemplation.
One which captures innate wisdom and knowledge in the midst of
rhythms, melodies and harmonies of music, concentrating on the
tempos of thoughts as they're engineered through ingenuity.
Never letting anyone else know their composites, strengthening
wisdom's stance within intellect as life gathers momentum in
depths of innate intelligence.
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