Weightless serenity surrounds me
For anything
Let it be
My hope still growing
This outburn
Still slowly shining
Deeply fining
Lightly fighting
With hopelessness
Shines brightly
Adolescence of this star
Like slightly ajar bourgeon
Unspoken Nativity
Like purely crying Virgin
Like firm serendipity
It`s shines
Oh, God
So crystal
So mild and aflutter
Please, give me pristine hope
And least
of ability to utter
Sirius
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