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 Some  tunes  sings out --spontaneous
some , in dumb silence  smile
Festive   physical decor comes  to end

For formless  music,  my   soul ,vibrates
 even like burning  incense   floats
climbing high like  creeper
 spraying fragrance !

No more words
 no physical form
in different muse  of  my heart
inviting  soul
let us swing once again
let all lights  illuminate
let all doors  open wide
Come there my  friend
on that endless  festive joy of life !