Standing right into and through rhythms as they continue to
play delicately touching mind, heart and intellect, surprise-
ing self at times with some of the things that were hidden.
Now coming into the precious light of this intellectual soul,
savoring music that's never-ending, consciously, unconsciously
tasting and touching aromas of every sense, feeling and emotion.
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A soul that's profound expands and renews itself... Always discovering new aspects new ways and fresh sources. Deep thoughts 👍👍👍.10+++