His pale approach to garden wood seemed clear enough to brave a winter. Tidy windows pointed where his all-alone endeavors carved a parcel for free-standing vegetation. In a moment, adages might flavor the intended scenery with fragrance. Neighbors might enjoy the fray enough to multiply a season times opposing peace. The only way to bracket something is to understand withholding. An accounting of the work might occur via rehearsal across timetables pre-ordained by DNA. A practice room worth its name requires well-tempered octaves, fifths, and half-tones. His young and sturdy fingers had a reach of many notes. He felt them plainly in his waking hours and dreamed repair of every missing ivory.
Chalice of thick beverage, faculty of the imagination, real time versus real life
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