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Enthusiasm unbounded breaks loose leaving words behind,nascent as the sound of music,an ephemeral creative force within,no longer handcuffed by language, where less is more. Creative reflections from quiet corners,secluded with our thoughts,perceptive insights,butterfly moments catching the fugitive of the commonplace. From this lonely place,these musings cry out as symbols of the soul complementing each lament into a colour field of words.
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