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Standing on the edge of Brusque motion
Apocalypse of chaotic sound
Singing in Rhythmic Ringing
Through thunderous Beauty that
Sweetly Abounds.
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Standing on the nearest distance
Catastrophe of Subliminal Reverence
Imbuing in Melodic Subduing
Symphonic Dichotomy in
Blessed Consistence.
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~Morgan~
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Beautiful Original Photography: the-charm-of-late-autumn by Vlad Sokolovsk
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