With each smidgen of bliss:
Dawned from heaven,
I can feel the veiled feelings,
I can sing the unsung lyrics,
I can paint the unseen world,
I can hear the unspoken tete-a-tete,
I can wear the smudged color,
and I can breathe.....
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