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Soft Like a whispering willow we hear the natural rhythm From afar we perceive sounds distantly beckoning Soft murmurs undecipherable to the human ear Unconscious music streaming through the bloodstream A calling so insignificant but like a parasite it takes one over A siren-like pull, so quick hummingbirds disorient Like a feather floating through air it glides Like a ballerina and a world class gymnast it strides Powerful like the jungle predators deathly dance Shakes one like the fear of the unknown Pulls one down as does the current of the m
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