In a soft sunlight and a cool breeze
I find myself searching for a reverberant voice
that has travelled a distance to reach my ears
to lease a section in my heart
I find it difficult to preserve the beauty of that voice
As it flows through my body like a pulse
and shakes every inch of it with its rhythm
Lost in that,I find myself oblivion of my surroundings
Every note that I feel, makes me
more rejuvenating and more vibrant.
The rhythmic beats of my untamed heart resonates
with the beats of that rhythmic voice
It's like that rhythm is healing the untouched wounds inflicted
on a soul that has for so long served as a victim in an
outrageous world.

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