Quest of Consensus From The Years of Years
I painted the wall of my thought
Mixing the colours to get decorated it
One after another of creativity, gave me relax
Good grinding afterwards for good output to get.
My garden with varieties of flowers
Smelling with different taste
The taste of smell and the colours of thoughts
Both were empowering me to be fully refreshed.
The sensation a purifying machine
Nothing at all giving bad perception
The door of fate to be opened with the keys
Understanding the wishes of the creature.
No one knows anything afterwards after this
The present which is in hand to perform
That's why, it is needed to decorate
Symphony of Recording in mind how much is musical?
The vein and neurons and the connections
To reach up to the central mechanism
A proper location of giving orders the same to all
Source of making consensus from the years of years.
Mixing the colours to get decorated it
One after another of creativity, gave me relax
Good grinding afterwards for good output to get.
My garden with varieties of flowers
Smelling with different taste
The taste of smell and the colours of thoughts
Both were empowering me to be fully refreshed.
The sensation a purifying machine
Nothing at all giving bad perception
The door of fate to be opened with the keys
Understanding the wishes of the creature.
No one knows anything afterwards after this
The present which is in hand to perform
That's why, it is needed to decorate
Symphony of Recording in mind how much is musical?
The vein and neurons and the connections
To reach up to the central mechanism
A proper location of giving orders the same to all
Source of making consensus from the years of years.
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