Our actions uphold the 'natural' rhythm of life, for who knows what is 'natural' except that each feels at a given moment.. so intricately enmeshed in the 'changing' patterns of our Destiny..
Percussionists
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The clouds fiercely circled rings of fire across the sky.. the sea
soothingly embraced to pacify..
spools of dolphins broke out of the clouds joyously ...
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