invisible frequencies of song
wrapping threads around
around a solitary brain
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Where do I begin; so much to love in this one. 'invisible frequencies of song' is a good place; for to our minds and memories, the sound of our loved ones must resemble most of all a song. 'befuddling the mind in a random…orderly fashion' makes me think of the difficulty at times of hearing a transmission. These words are genius; 'memories and projections history and prophecies'. And the last verse is poetically perfect and precise; the mirrors which bounce around all our echoes as if by a magic spell. I am just in awe of this.
What a beautiful write here, i can definitely understand the message you intend to convey