Thoughts splinter into dreams that are held by the prison of music.
Crystals fall and shatter into notes-
rainbows crossing the sky.
Elements converge into compositions.
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A very reaching poem. The dream-like imagery is interestingly written. Pretty good read. Thank you for sharing.