muse ic
within the thought jumbleof confused vines,
tangled tree webs,
blurs of life,
an inner solace,
maintenance-healed,
remains constant.
release floats
in the bubble of a soulsmile
(the ultimate serenity)
intrinsic homage healing
wrapped in the warmth
of sounds.
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