Rippling effects crossing over the surface of a smooth solace
from above, tantalizing and purposeful, always taking my mind
into a juxtapositional universe.
One where music is it's only sound, as life continues to crash
upon it's essence near and far, approaching depths of a nether
world, finding it's wonder jumping up and down forever.
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