The symphony of life
where the music of present
aspires a resonant rhythm
and the difference is, beauty itself
Few hear the chorus
and fewer listen to it's essence
but those who do, seldom they are alone
for they know, love binds us all
Love, when platonic is boundless
as it transcends as the will to live
and the very air we always breathe
though wild it creates, a music before unheard
Music such, the rhythms of life united
in up's and down's of experiences
lives eternal, a the soul that can fly
towards a completion, where infinity exists...
where the music of present
aspires a resonant rhythm
and the difference is, beauty itself
Few hear the chorus
and fewer listen to it's essence
but those who do, seldom they are alone
for they know, love binds us all
Love, when platonic is boundless
as it transcends as the will to live
and the very air we always breathe
though wild it creates, a music before unheard
Music such, the rhythms of life united
in up's and down's of experiences
lives eternal, a the soul that can fly
towards a completion, where infinity exists...
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