From among the Darkness of Sorrow
and the Depths of No Return...
Surprisingly emerges a Bubble of Hope and Happiness
Raising you afloat in its Pleasant but Fragile confines.
Being conscious of past experiences
sometimes you fear diving deep into that Soothing Feel...
Your presence of mind constantly keeps warning you,
this bubble could break anytime and leave you back in shambles.
This time the Inevitable will not repeat itself
God and Angels ought to strengthen this delicate dreamy globule.
In all possible human capacity
I foresee a determined War of Attrition...
A brighter Light of Hope and renewed dash of Morale
will exhaust an otherwise Complacent and Adamant Past.
Your very Existence, my Delightful Angel...
evokes Resilience and an Urge to Live with die-hard Perseverance...
... and to swiftly and peacefully transmigrate from this illusive existence,
into those ultimate, realistic and immortal realms of undetered Eternity.
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