Inspired by the breath of the breeze,
a lotus flower bloomed,
on the surface of my life
driving away the gray mist.
A gentle breeze warmed,
the beauty in the shining lake.
and the blooming little flower
brings music to my life.
The wrinkles on her cheek
shimmering in shades of pink,
and a thousand sweet little words,
rejuvenates the withered heart.
. . .
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