Imperfect perfection...

The cables. Making sounds that stands every hair on my limbs. Lines after lines as if inviting stories to be written on it like the lines in a notebook. In some areas that's all there is to it. But once in a while, in stillness between breaths, a subtle peak into serenity... in the body of warm salty water just a few steps away... giving rise to a gorgeous feeling of endless space within any soul in peace.

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