Primitif

There is a special place I arrive to…

one such access for all is granted;

A location adorned with bass and melodies,

no single sound alike;

 

Yet a common ground remains clear,

something so strong,

the binding gear,

it runs and continues to do so,

as all who stand present never feel let go,

their is a safety in this plateau,

even though the ground beith a puppet show…

 

Each to his own unique release;

a users manual: conversation peace,

musicians, poets and chefs:

 

For every one a different tone,

For everyone: foundation stone.

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