Rhythm of space
the sound it can deafen
all noise from within
of Who Am I in question
Where is this place
like nothing before
where nothing is separate
and everything is pure
Mind chatter keeps running
too fast for this kid
I bow to them softly
those voices kept hid
Oh I call out my brothers
so many, so true
You are simply perfect
Until next time, Adieu
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