Borderless Escapade

Music, Beloved,
A borderless escapade
Of this heart that sings--

sometimes i just want to explode when other people criticise me as if ones had the utmost knowledge to sort which soul goes to hell or heaven

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life of life…. lucky i have good hearing to let music enter my realm of sound and space

while listening to music, i let music absorb what i can’t tell human beings to or about

dear life, make me someone who listens to music of universe and utters good things even when this heart gets murky as muddy water

πŸ’—