All the inspiration,
And endless reminders
Came from You.
Like how the soft breeze,
Whispered to the cold hearts
And it melted every inch.
And every day,
Someone new will be enlightened,
Blessed by a beautiful light
On their faces.
And that is the beauty.
For each person is its own
And they were given chances.
And each person has their flaws
But they also have, in them,
A sweet core.
Sometimes unknown to them,
Sometimes known.
But the more one do not know
Is the more certain it is.
~S.H.~
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