Great cheers for this observer of the universe.
For I will be open to all,
Whether it'll be luck or curse,
The world itself will cushion my fall.
The world is mine to marvel freely.
I see it as a bird that sings melodiously.
I see the world in a different color,
A color;which I will describe as splendor
Of the universe that is proud of her vanity.
What is in her beauty?
That it can not be contain.
That even us can not obtain.
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