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There is a hum That hears not me But it. The very reflection of itself Ever present Vibrant. Buzzing -It rings A zing, to the Past present and future Its connected. Reminding me to nurture, Release. Dont break the hum Embrace it So it doesnt drone on Rather, the particles bond Dont diffuse it For it is music It is The background to this rhetoric And the catalyst serving as my outlet Usurping my pouting fit Cant let this be a nuissance But rather serve me in this instance For im set to fix This mess thats got me in a twist May i recognize the circumstances That can help me ground this Body ive been given to walk around in. And so i hear the hum That hears not it So i can be here this very moment In a blissful state Instead of discord and dissonance.
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Jul 18, 2016
Jul 18, 2016 at 5:59 PM UTC
Hear the Hum
There is a hum That hears not me But it. The very reflection of itself Ever present Vibrant. Buzzing -It rings A zing, to the Past present and future Its connected. Reminding me to nurture, Release. Dont break the hum Embrace it So it doesnt drone on Rather, the particles bond Dont diffuse it For it is music It is The background to this rhetoric And the catalyst serving as my outlet Usurping my pouting fit Cant let this be a nuissance But rather serve me in this instance For im set to fix This mess thats got me in a twist May i recognize the circumstances That can help me ground this Body ive been given to walk around in. And so i hear the hum That hears not it So i can be here this very moment In a blissful state Instead of discord and dissonance.
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Jul 18, 2016
Jul 18, 2016 at 5:59 PM UTC
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