Here I stroll in the midst of darkness
In the veil of throbbing songs
In the circles of faraway crows
Sparking the rage of lonely roads
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The midst of darkness in the veil of throbbing songs in circles amazes mind. Sitting under the flame of burning whispers provokes thought. You are the passenger and if the voice is caged then this provokes thought. A brilliant poem is well penned.10
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The midst of darkness in the veil of throbbing songs in circles amazes mind. Sitting under the flame of burning whispers provokes thought. You are the passenger and if the voice is caged then this provokes thought. A brilliant poem is well penned.10