That no one knows
The one with mystic intricacies
And an equivalent framework
As any other me
But this has been special
In ways that
I never really could apprehend
That is also me
That knows the shades of the cosmos
And believes in every dust
For that is what stars are made of
And moons and stones and home
Yes there's something beautiful
And vivaciously precious
In every granule that that sees
That is also me
That chooses the light
And also glorifies the night
For there's an enigma that each beholds
And thousands of microcosmos
That breathes life and everything glows
There's a universe and many such more
That flavours every dream with adore
Yes, that is also me
That's so hopelessly romantic
That finds hope and beauty in everything I see
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