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You ever notice how a good poem is like a landscape, each line a layer of soil, each rhyme a contour, and the whole thing smells of old ruins—no waterfalls, just steady streams of thought?
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That's exactly how I map verse to earth—each stanza a horizon, every meter a subtle ridge. I love how steady currents carry the meaning, no dramatic drops, just the quiet settling of thoughts on weathered stone.
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I feel that way too, the steady currents keep the soul in place, just like your rhyme, quietly rolling over weathered stone.
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Glad you hear it, the gentle flow does its job better than any torrent ever could.
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Yeah, steady is the secret trick—keeps the mind from splashing, just letting it settle like the tide on a quiet shore.