Mind galloping to inner rhythms, playing with notes
and tones, throwing them to and fro across measures
of chords.
Listening to images tip toeing across and into in-
terior boundaries of impossibilities, catching up
to questions found within curiosity.
It's unlimited potential unfolds, finding it's
way, joustling with words, definitions and images
being reflected in pools of memories awakened in
a mistiness of silent dreams.
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