As the stars wept, and the dust it settled,
As black a color, a roses petal.
Blooming in the vast, the darkness now divine,
The first alas, its growth in time.
My eyes see like May, unto the flowers through,
The gardens golden mirror, a rainbow in its shrew.
The sight is endless, immortal of the laws,
Enduring so relentless, in life’s forbidden flaws.
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Hope's flaws the desperation in faith. Nicely written
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