Every leaf a verse, singing a moment of my life, on the floor, waiting to become one, again, unstructured, next to chaos, waiting for me, to be heard, like thoughts, passing emotions, falling off me, seasonally, new life to earth, peace and calm, layered by clouds, the sound is off, not far to see, but even more so, a minor circle, of wholeness, the world ceases, to exist, behind that veil, there is peace, in this enclosure, there is just me, and my songs, on the floor, a distant laughter, reminds me, I am not alone, being alone.

 

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