Occasionally a petal is separated from a flower
There is something wrong with the world
Harmony is not
Cacophony is the melody
Disharmony is the rain in the skies eyes
Would that the pedal was in harmony
The balance is in the whole
The petal is in the strewn
It's lay seems intentional
The right seems assuaged
Almost
As if by design
It's almost as if the winds spoon
Provided the big stir with the intention
In the aftermath of the maelstrom
Things have worked out
The winds have reorganized
Nature has synthesized
Harmony and balance
Have reconstituted
And I don't recognize deviation
There is something wrong with the world
Harmony is not
Cacophony is the melody
Disharmony is the rain in the skies eyes
Would that the pedal was in harmony
The balance is in the whole
The petal is in the strewn
It's lay seems intentional
The right seems assuaged
Almost
As if by design
It's almost as if the winds spoon
Provided the big stir with the intention
In the aftermath of the maelstrom
Things have worked out
The winds have reorganized
Nature has synthesized
Harmony and balance
Have reconstituted
And I don't recognize deviation
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