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Silence, a powerful scream that triggers.
Internal reflections and memories that hide.
Listening, detached from conditions, the whispers of my mind.
Exhale, I’d forgotten how.
Notice the connection with the beatings of my drum.
Channeling directions of the threads that I have strung.
Entering introspection or singing my last song.
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