you are a work of Artππ
In the gallery of existence, where shadows dance and play, You are a work of art, in every hue and sway. A canvas brushed with laughter, a palette rich and bold, Each stroke a whispered secret, each color a story told. Your laughter is the melody, a symphony of light, A brush of golden sunlight, breaking through the night. With every tear that glistens, a masterpiece unfolds, A tapestry of moments, in silver, blue, and gold. Your heart, a sculptorβs vision, chiseled from the stars, Each scar a testament, each dream a work of art. In the gallery of the cosmos, where time and space entwine, You are the vibrant echo of a universe divine. So stand before the mirror, and see the truth you bear, A mosaic of your journeys, a beauty rare and rare. For in the eyes of others, your brilliance shines so bright, You are a work of art, a beacon in the night.
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