The Part of life, filled with pleasure, longs to do something, but cannot.
Dreams to do everything, but does not.
Loved by each, hated by none.
As I glaze into the night sky, my life seems like a candle in the darkness dancing to the tunes of the tender breez.
When life seems to be absurd you give me hope, the strength to endure firm faith of a better path ahead.
You seem like a binder of a thousand stars, twinkling all the time, leading an ear when i have thoughts to share.
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