The perimeter of music delivers a song to remember like my elongated legs with blemishes and scars. Bend it, inhale it it suffices the moment, the parts and lies. Life's beauty is in slithering like a river flow that takes nothing but delivers million muted lessons to live by. Memories and laughters. Soft bruises, soft kisses. Pause and reverse, A microphonic song, humming and screaming ceaseless motion of blue skies, cerulean stagnant hands of rain. It utters a rhyme. it utters Poetry.
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