In the realm where dreams collide,
Where celestial wonders reside,
I pen a tale of grand design,
The Celestial Machine, divine.

In a dance of cosmic symmetry,
You, my dear, parallel the machine,
With every breath and every stride,
Unbelievable comparisons arise.

Like a machine, you are precise,
Effortlessly navigating through life's device,
Every move calculated, every step refined,
A symphony of grace, a sight so kind.

Your mind, a labyrinth of gears,
Whirring and spinning, conquering fears,
Thoughts like clockwork, a...