A beauty, a passion for everything you do,
a skill to lyric the lines,
a power to express the motions,'
a track to succeed,
a deck for stay,
a henceforth layer to play everything in the tune of joy on the strings of life.
The mind that receives the impulse from the heart,
the air that receives a smooth radiant from the skin,
the earth that receives a rare vision of us,
tells the same thing around and round for the desire of the same beauty that endeavored success,
by lying on it for it.
A bit of joy that it gives,
a bud of life that it lits,
a sack of trip that it decides,
a bag of works that it needs,
proves no bad to be unreal of the word it gives to our soul to process.
A refresher to the word angry,
the word agony,
the word desperate can be no less than a word of unlimited existence.
A compared beauty heights!!!
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