On the white cover are
the myriads of little shining stars,
in their beauty speechless and transparent.
So obvious that it's impossible to not admire,
the circles of pure crystalizing fire...
Never touch, to not destroy the life of the life
Never copy the patterns of butterflies wings on the fiber
Just to keep them alive,
even though the deepest pain,
we can't make the darkness whiter
and nobody is to blame.
Whiter
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