You never, never complain, yet I see,
The labyrinth of feelings wrapped in your gaze,
Like a soft breeze brushing through the trees,
You’re close, yet still far away in this maze.

Your laughter waltzes like light on the streams,
But the echoes of worry linger and play,
With every word left unturned, it seems,
You’re just a breath, but galaxies sway.
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