I am real in the mirror. It breaks like me
I am a simplified soul
Never mistaken to uphold
My dreams that I behold
Dancing in the rain and swinging like a flower
Playing like the sea
I am the tide of fortune,
A wind of tranquil sorrow
Felt like washed away stones
On the shore of time
Never letting time sleep beneath my soul
I am a timeless machine.
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