You register every glint, every dazzle,
Of the purity that surrounds us,
But only through your eyes,
Would we be able to understand your experiences.
You move with such etiquette and pride,
As if you are the only one here,
But actually you are; being alone in your thoughts,
Due to your efforts, beauty can appear.
Understanding is forbidden; unthought of,
Chaos caused when we try,
I'd tell you that I am also gifted, I only see the truth,
But I also could never tell a lie.
I ask you how, you do not return,
Merely acknowledge and resume,
But you see, we do dream to be part of your life,
But only some people get the chance- only a few.
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