My Mystic World
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World beautiful I withhold
Framing my thoughts bold
Sprinkling life to all
Even though they all fall
With mere words of hope
Germinating to trust even more.
Nothing happens on its own
Paving path is integral lawn
Mystic world special is born
As I meand delapidated lesion
Improving my communication
Learning other's prescription.
Rooted deep down I stand
Scintillating like a gold.
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