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Darshikia Oct 2018
As I take the last step, a reflection appears in my eyes,
A reflection so beautiful, something transmundane,
I gaze in astonishment as the colours dance before me,
A gentle breeze caresses my cheeks, making my hair dance in rhythm.

A euphoric feeling, makes the whole situation inexplicable,
By the mixture of calm and excitement,
An iridescent feeling is born,
So eccentric and beautiful.

I close my eyes as I feel the lights become a part of me,
I witness such a magical moment, my life right before my eyes,
As yet again, my eyes behold,
A striking contrast, of the dark sky and the nacreous stream above.

I witness the stars losing their importance,
The moon losing its identity,
For as my wide eyes try to take in the beauty,
Everything else fades away.
This poem is in collaboration

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