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_F♯ is G♭_ In a realm where the moon hugs a bright balloon, A spoon listens softly to a far-off tune. Stars hide in jars with dreams tucked away And even sharp notes find a home in play. For here in our cosmos of chaos and art, Every note sings a secret straight from the heart. In this magical sphere, where opposites chat, We whisper with wonder, “F♯ is G♭ - imagine that!” The universe twirls to a rhythm so light, Where silly, surreal sounds make the dark bright. Each note, a spark in a fantastical debate, Proving that strict rules can sometimes wait. So join in the mirth, let your spirit take flight, Dance with the stars in the soft lunar light. For in this delightful, nonsensical spin, Every tune is a story where adventure begins! _Starlight Sonata_ Deep in the velvet of a midnight sky, A symphony of secrets begins to sigh. The piano of stars chimes soft and bright, Every key a dream in the heart of night. F♯ mingles with G♭ in a cosmic embrace, Notes waltzing freely through time and space. Each twinkling melody, both bold and sweet, Whispers that wonder and whimsy do meet. _Nebula Lullaby_ In a world where clocks gently unspin, Celestial rhythms invite us in. The moon, a gentle guardian, holds a balloon, While spoons and jars hum a quirky tune. Celestial choirs in a cosmic parade, Sing of hidden treasures in midnight’s glade. Every note, a spark in a dreamy flight, Guides little hearts in the dance of night. _The Cosmic Chorus_ Join the cosmic chorus, let your giggles flow, Dance with the stars as they twinkle and glow. In this magical realm where rules are few, Every sound sings a story that's ever new. So let us celebrate the freedom of song, Where every note tells us we all belong. In the playful realms of this musical maze, Find joy in chaos and light in each phrase.
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Mar 28, 2025
Mar 28, 2025 at 11:57 AM UTC
Cosmic Accord
_F♯ is G♭_ In a realm where the moon hugs a bright balloon, A spoon listens softly to a far-off tune. Stars hide in jars with dreams tucked away And even sharp notes find a home in play. For here in our cosmos of chaos and art, Every note sings a secret straight from the heart. In this magical sphere, where opposites chat, We whisper with wonder, “F♯ is G♭ - imagine that!” The universe twirls to a rhythm so light, Where silly, surreal sounds make the dark bright. Each note, a spark in a fantastical debate, Proving that strict rules can sometimes wait. So join in the mirth, let your spirit take flight, Dance with the stars in the soft lunar light. For in this delightful, nonsensical spin, Every tune is a story where adventure begins! _Starlight Sonata_ Deep in the velvet of a midnight sky, A symphony of secrets begins to sigh. The piano of stars chimes soft and bright, Every key a dream in the heart of night. F♯ mingles with G♭ in a cosmic embrace, Notes waltzing freely through time and space. Each twinkling melody, both bold and sweet, Whispers that wonder and whimsy do meet. _Nebula Lullaby_ In a world where clocks gently unspin, Celestial rhythms invite us in. The moon, a gentle guardian, holds a balloon, While spoons and jars hum a quirky tune. Celestial choirs in a cosmic parade, Sing of hidden treasures in midnight’s glade. Every note, a spark in a dreamy flight, Guides little hearts in the dance of night. _The Cosmic Chorus_ Join the cosmic chorus, let your giggles flow, Dance with the stars as they twinkle and glow. In this magical realm where rules are few, Every sound sings a story that's ever new. So let us celebrate the freedom of song, Where every note tells us we all belong. In the playful realms of this musical maze, Find joy in chaos and light in each phrase.
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the cherry blossom accord/equation ”perfumers use aromachemicals to recreate a cherry blossom accord...(an accord is a scent made up of individual aromachemicals, that when combined, create a harmonious blend where none of the individual ingredients are able to be detected on their own).” the odor of our lustful eyes, the sweat, a unique commingling, a sheen of salted oils body bathing, crushed green petals of peaches, crumbled together with the softy fuzz shavings, the sediment of aromatic fruit juices drippings our blending bottled in our brains, none other would recognize but we, to too two smell each other through and over floors, concourses, cities, disparate distances our ingredients secreted (secret), our flavors cell secreted (secreting) the world’s silly tittering aroma inserted, our sparking fingertips touching add a bush burning burnt odiferous we seat across from each other in an airport plastic restaraunt and everyone asks out loudly, what is that smell, feed me that, taste me that, as we are irradiating the atmosphere, as we renegotiate our cherry blossom accord, fresh signatures, updated, harmony of harmonies, notarized she smiles, I joke, winking, we must continue to meet like this, the fireworks of we, of us, to-gather to-gether, a getting of giving, she answers: *take me home and bathe me in love, give our bodies shelter from the world outside, beside a new spice have I uncovered, this will require some discussion+exploration, the quantity to be added, the when, and the how!* what is this new ingredient? asking puzzled and aroused, she laughs (a spice already included), why it’s called only love poetry 8/23/19 4:55pm
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Aug 23, 2019
Aug 23, 2019 at 5:06 PM UTC
the cherry blossom accord/equation
the cherry blossom accord/equation ”perfumers use aromachemicals to recreate a cherry blossom accord...(an accord is a scent made up of individual aromachemicals, that when combined, create a harmonious blend where none of the individual ingredients are able to be detected on their own).” the odor of our lustful eyes, the sweat, a unique commingling, a sheen of salted oils body bathing, crushed green petals of peaches, crumbled together with the softy fuzz shavings, the sediment of aromatic fruit juices drippings our blending bottled in our brains, none other would recognize but we, to too two smell each other through and over floors, concourses, cities, disparate distances our ingredients secreted (secret), our flavors cell secreted (secreting) the world’s silly tittering aroma inserted, our sparking fingertips touching add a bush burning burnt odiferous we seat across from each other in an airport plastic restaraunt and everyone asks out loudly, what is that smell, feed me that, taste me that, as we are irradiating the atmosphere, as we renegotiate our cherry blossom accord, fresh signatures, updated, harmony of harmonies, notarized she smiles, I joke, winking, we must continue to meet like this, the fireworks of we, of us, to-gather to-gether, a getting of giving, she answers: *take me home and bathe me in love, give our bodies shelter from the world outside, beside a new spice have I uncovered, this will require some discussion+exploration, the quantity to be added, the when, and the how!* what is this new ingredient? asking puzzled and aroused, she laughs (a spice already included), why it’s called only love poetry 8/23/19 4:55pm
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a treaty that allure is her franc desire but her weight abreast the top that applaud appeal with her oats but oleoresin that you infer her armature is not a pogrom nor a sham
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Dec 22, 2018
Dec 22, 2018 at 8:57 AM UTC
yellowly
an important event shall soon take place where two leaders will meet face to face the dialogue being diplomatic in tone whereby they'll be defending a distinct zone Trump and Putin showing statesmen like skills as they navigate the issues with strong wills the world anticipates successful discussions which won't have any dire repercussions their summit must reap a dividend of accord for not to deliver would be serious in record stability is the key to good global relations thereby ensuring cordiality between nations
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Jun 28, 2018
Jun 28, 2018 at 8:42 AM UTC
An Important Event
a Norwegian fjord did cut their axel's hairpin in the row of tundra that Lapland was their arcane balloon on Aegean shore if Barents Sea burgeoned dialect herd yelp in Mike Pence with accord.
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Feb 16, 2018
Feb 16, 2018 at 10:22 AM UTC
This Christiania
I’m laughing with you. We sit at my piano Video media records, and I have the pleasure of watching us toss our heads back Breaking neck smiles. Play back our giggles Mismatched notes We don’t search our own accord, Clash of chords corded around each key. Sitting on that bench is wearing socks of different pairs. I am a fuzzy mid-calf, and you are an argyle knee high. Socked in laughter.
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Nov 19, 2017
Nov 19, 2017 at 4:30 PM UTC
I don’t know what to do when I’m not laughing.
To act holding hands and to be in love accord Let my love to be head over heals in love to go Whether we are on rocks or in some concord A touch of beauty will take, make us to know How love takes its roots in our heart and soul How beauty celebrates its graces and charms How in chain unity becomes a real clear goal How every move uncovers with all set norms My sweetheart you have taken real me from me I am left with the treasure of your image to carry let be clear not to leave what the circumstances be Thru your heart I ****** thru your eyes I just see Col Muhammad Khalid Khan Copyright 2016 Golden Glow
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Nov 20, 2016
Nov 20, 2016 at 11:18 AM UTC
Love Accord
Thou didst not make me come I came of my own accord now you tell me that you're bored how can I improve on my sweet Lord Thou art a ruffian - unskilled in the art of ********** no tantric *** more like Titanic with a hex I always know what's coming next Who wrote my script and said that: I wouldst love you no matter what? maybe it was you more likely than not I must be thankful, pretend with what I've got Now thou art coming again - never mind my pain why is it that my loss has to be your gain?
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May 31, 2016
May 31, 2016 at 12:55 PM UTC
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