I look inside your mind;
I see a little girl dancing,
to the rhythm of philosophy,
accompanied by intrigue,
in an aura of hope,
that will bear fruit,
showering all your dreams
with fulfilment.
I look into your face;
I see a lunar glowing,
lighting up the skies
in subtle moments
in a kaleidoscope
filled with compassion,
engulfed in spams
of rapture.
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