Mysteriously mellow memories created an image
Arms unfolded to let things go away from the range
Nurtured a bud for the growth in all season
Obviously not offering to the month of May for rejection
Spoiler alert... canvas is creating its destroyer on it own
Everything created collapses when the creator is in confusion
Connected then disconnected, jolted pieces collided
A formless base below the boundary is created
Witnessed silently:
Hands were locked, eyes were happy
In a new tune, there was a dancing body,
Rather than a soul, shadows looked happier
The heart was humming the same sound
The tongue forgot the word, once it was fond of
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