Morning rises
Fresh and old
Dying to live
...
Pains forgotten
memory remains
Longing forever
colors for a palette
wiped with a dirty cloth
...
One drop
magnificently small
pearl in an ocean
Refreshing mint
Unbroken light passes
a new dream takes over
simplicity of the awe
complex in patterns
Breaking waves
within the self
reaching higher ground
Fairies descend
demons rise
souls collide
vibrations
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