Transparent is thy pure beauty as natures whispering secret engulfs thee with tranquility. Silent is thy pace, as thy musical state composes thy beautiful face. Indulge thee with thy peaceful fate, as thy stand between thy evergreen forestry. Fully content between thy transparent trees, as thy sound travels within thus pleasantry.
Grace thus place with eternity, molded within thy breeze of expectancy. Standing between thy tall trees of longevity, as thy peace slowly caresses thee with thy chilling breeze of certainty. With eyes closed intently, thy means becomes known.
Why does thy past convictions still plague thee?
Inhale thus carefully, allow thy feels to engulf thee, as thy eyelids embrace reflects thy state. As shadows pass between colors that last, that which represents burnt clouds of ink dancing between colors of light-pink. Hearing thy sounds from long miles past, as thy Whispering wind hath cast thy long past secret.
Hath thy not known?
Thy sound of a Mother's laugh, of thy beautiful entry of musical joy.
Thus Birds within thy heavens cast, singing and dancing between thy pastel colors painted.
As thus Breeze caresses thee, embracing thus being with certainty.
As thus sound becomes that of peaceful tranquility between they evergreen forestry, thus sounds of nature grace thee. Thy Heart-beat becomes that of certainty, thus rhythm becomes unity, connected with thus music of thy rivers once ceased yet now bursting with fluency.
Hath thy once known?
Certainly as thy breath escapes thee, shall thy purity become thus potency. As thy forgiving voice whispers thy beautiful fate, with pains of past forgotten of late. And strands of thy futures state, with songs of Joy and tears of late. Will thy freedom grace thee with a perfect space, and bless thee with a peaceful escape.
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