AMUSEE MOI

Andante Cantabile

We stand in awe of that greatness which lies beyond our full comprehension; Much as grass and trees grow in their natural sequence, And migratory birds inevitably return to their home. In the liminal space where day yields to night, We do not chase after speed; we merely refine our rhythm.

To be in no haste to possess, yet never to stray from one’s inner self; To avoid being swallowed by the crowd, and instead to draw one’s essence

From the purest of emotions, that is true romance.

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