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A light and fleeting act of compassion...

when it touches, you feel a warmth.

A penetrating, heartfelt song...

that warms one's frozen fingertips

Whose life's blossom have their songs,

Whose doesn't, songs are all they have.

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Parth-Vij

22 / M

Published: Apr 17
LinesWords: 636

Notes: This short piece looks over the poignant distinction of art as a luxury vs art as a refuge.

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