Rehearsing life through rhythms of music as they
continually travel down pathways of enlightenment,
touching interior endeavors.
Rhythms hiding in depths of being, unfolding many
rhythms as they're played all through the night,
never forgetting where they've left off, justifying
their places in the scheme of this temporary world.
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