the cacophony of the world
collides with the wind and the ocean rises in opalescence. the skunk touched me by chance and now the cacophony of my senses has created a shimmer of opalescence. this has struck me as odd. the opalescent rising of the sea has distracted me and no longer do I seek harmony in this world of cacophony I have chanced upon your touch and from the cacophony risen has stillness opalescent still, and at times, an odd silence. I've visited and embraced the skunk I've seen it's family with many children their beautiful black and white arouses my opalescence. the colors shine forth the chance has been odd. but the cacophony of the world finally makes sense. opalescence rustles in the stillness of the trees I harness these forces now the cacophony of the world now lies in harmony. |
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