Softening silence now tip - toeing through a mind of pure photographic intellect, all memories being jostled in time with rhythms as they play and entangle themselves in concepts making their way into auras of sadness and sorrow.
Having many thoughtful interludes of being and doing in and through an interior playground of a poetical life, always waiting for an intense energy to fortify every particle of mind and intellect.
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