simplicity hangs in the balance
between thoughts
and that's enough or so I'm told
we each have (own, are) a soundtrack
brush strokes on a canvas tell a tale
nondescript to the naked eye
each bristle holds a meaning if only for a moment
words (emotions) sweep over each canvas
we choose-
how we see
I've broken it apart as I see fit, now save the pieces as our new puzzle
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