Master tune on obligated cadence of arteries,
Flickering upon the pulpit of heart meditated
For receiving the postulation of dice in motion,
A deft composition flying on perpetual mission
For squaring off all omissions henceforth perennial
From ear to ear, from trees to flowers and the rivers,
Mending all the serpentine gestures for cute perfection
In the downstream of synthetizations to spark once more.
Greater music of harmony conjoining all the butterflies
For few more hours within the magical uplift of winding.
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