You are not only a player,
you are a river flowing through hearts...
When you score,
you raise your eyes to the sky,
and in that flying kiss to God,
I feel my own soul touched...
Your victories are not just yours,
they belong to humanity,
to all who dream,
to all who hope...
No crown, no Ballon d'Or,
can measure the radiance of your spirit.
Even time itself cannot outrun you...
In November 2025,
you walk upon the soil of Kerala,
where my journey began.
Now I am in England,
but my words travel the world,
carrying my love for you...
Messi,
you are eternity in motion,
the truth of beauty,
the boundless flame of love...
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