Stringing thoughts like notes in a measure of time,
an endless composition represented by a continuous
light into the unknown.
Following sparks of ethereal globes across the wide
universe, placating and soothing everything within
sight.
A plethora of ideals seen through insight, aiding
in the development of knowledge as it sits absorbing
the world around it.
Always amassing a fortune through picturesque
quotations of an interior possibility.
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