A sweet one like a small illuminated star,
In the middle of darkness,
In opposite order.
An illuminated silence,
Lepted around the whole bass,
On uncommon way.
With l’il bass, beyond bass,
Opposite to the autumn of calmness,
Up like majority.
Goals of major dreams,
Acts as off hand game with only a bit of sickness,
With offordinal soul.
Easily calibrate himself,
Against the way of toughness,
And transmit it fairly.
A single sentence termed,
Can filter over bunch of phrases,
Begins with bright.
Belongs to north eastern beauty,
Diverges for others,
His contamination tends to be vanished,
Towards his roughness.
I'm very lucky, having the opportunity,
To show him with his selfness.
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