A Heart's Paradox
White hat black cat par, enigmas...
Precious the innocent young child
Seven or eight; shyly, as curiously
Peeking around, the opened door
An image birthing wings of flight ?
Scrambling to unravel, this maze...
Recapture a purity which lived; try
Making sense; love's, what's why's.
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