Inspiration abounding, climbing walls and blossoming
like morning glories.
Honeysuckle wine being poured through our minds and
veins, awakening musical literature and art with
words of placid poetical texture and vibrant sound.
So lovely, being met and enlivened without undue
stress.
A myriad of ideas and memories being made with
extravagant thought and suicidal tendencies,
delivering musical, artful poetry to those around
them at any given moment.

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