Piercing the depth of the heart
A glow that springs forth
Visible even in the thickest darkness
Every drop, a taste of heaven
Sincerely a soothing sight for sore eyes
A relief in every ravaging storm
A faucet dripping water: the taste of joy
Every word proceeding from merry lips
Maybe my eyes see what a million can’t
Or my imagination exceeds a mere mind
It’s there…
Always there…
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