Often, there are times when I am compelled to still my thoughts so that I may listen in silence as a rhapsody begins a rendition. In that these ecstatic expressions originate from the indelible perceptions of my experiences in life, I am influenced by the reconstitution of these vintage thoughts that were in recess.

At the conclusion, I consciously find a part of myself has become someone new. Of such significance are these rhapsodies that if to become apathetic to the privilege of insight then to place my well-being at risk for the development of an outward abnormality.

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