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Legless Dance of Consciousness

Blank page beckons with meaning.

An empty promise full of possibilities.

 

Lyrics distract with prefab meaning.

But Her Majesty Synergy (of consciousness and music) surprises:

A possibility of a discovery of an insight looms large…

 

Time elapses (as “it” always does).

 

“Legless dance of consciousness

I am.”

Is my conclusion.

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