A touch of the colour palette,
The sky was painted through,
I stare at it as if its my first love,
The comfort never makes me feel blue.
I stare at the clouds floating by,
The purity and freedom of it all,
Melancholic? Perhaps,
Because i too wanna answer my destiny's call.
I stare at the ocean now,
In love with its depth and vastness,
Mysterious yet breathtakingly beautiful,
In it, I could immerse all my sadness.
Lastly, I look in the mirror,
Here I am left speechless,
It's hard to put a soul into words,
When you're still looking for yourself.
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