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Organic Visions

What does it mean when our mind’s eye sees persons as an organic shape(s) with unique colors, textures, backgrounds, & its own demeanor. Some complex & intricate, others simple & basic? When music is more than heard, but seen? When emotion flows, fades, and lingers like raspy trails of human smoke, coming off like snow picked up in the wind, & still evident in rooms & places after people are gone? What are your thoughts?

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