BubblingWordClouds

Flick's Poetry & Thoughtfield: “Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing there is a field. I'll meet you there. When the soul lies down in that grass the world is too full to talk about.” Rumi

Fibonacci Sings.

Ineffable, unfurling of Spring;
Fibonacci sings.

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