If I was the huge yellow flower as I see in my closed eyes
Blooming, with a hundred and hundred huge petals outwards
Its stem is sunken root'wards how nice it would be.
I see a bird from the eyes within the flower
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The world I desire above has made me the undesired and led me to an underworld When my eyes are still close I now come to wonder why I ever let them close? A morally correct path to glory is very rare to find but when found it is only after being victorious in fighting the vicious. Nice thoughts painted in charming words.