This startling vision,
has happiness inscribed
on the thread of its destiny.
with dimensions so noble,
its piercing cries,sets the
soul aflame with burning desire.
in our isle of solitude,
the little lantern light, lits our path
and the crooked is made clear.
this startling vision,
never melts like the candle wax,
neither is it unstable like the ocean tides.
it lusters softly,
like the radiance of...
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