I am not a body … I am a mind … Visibly invisible the clues of my existence. I am a soul…I am a soul… I’m the one …can be anyone of you. I’m the crowd … I’m alone… Lost in reveries… Free falling soul — Afsheen khan
“Music begins to atrophy when it departs too far from the DANCE… Poetry begins to atrophy when it gets too far from MUSIC… — Ezra Pound”
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