Watching the metronome of life as it clicks back and forth
in time with every song being played tonight, reaching into
its invisible measures as they grow and blossom exponentially
throughout life.
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And as that destiny wait for us, as we do it. A mirror image written in our place, just to give us a little taste. Temptation reaches out with joy, and says yes this you even after all you been through. Still the candle burns up the midnight hour waiting for succellent wind to devour. It has come before, and it will come again. A monumental end to summer season. Another excellent inspirational poem, thank you for sharing.