Music.
A precious note.
Pounding, buzzing, humming.
Mellifluous happy journey.
Prelude.
Linking with Haiku horizons: Music
A precious note.
Pounding, buzzing, humming.
Mellifluous happy journey.
Prelude.
Linking with Haiku horizons: Music
Hark! The rhythm. The pellet drum rattles. The dance begins. The creation, the annihilation, the fleeing in-betweens, and beyond these appar...
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