Beautiful images settling into the blackness of a night-
time mood of serenity, silence taking over in every cor-
ner without ever being seen, only felt inside.
A bouncy and lively jig forming in rhythms that insist
on being heard no matter what's going on without, melodies
continuing to dance and prance until morning.
Having a great time existing in the moment at hand, totally
immersed in the deepest pits of an interior depth where
only music can enter beyond barriers of the brain.
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