I know you are like the same
Bloomy season in the life
I know you are white balance
Infinite colours are revived
I am not afraid of night
I've got used to moon
And its downcast contrast shadow paints
I like a star twinkling far
Billions miles
Sparkling isles
There is a very vast place and space for white balance
I hear a voice
It's misty and moist
Purified tremble sounds
Are so profound
And Milky way
Calm down exaggeration flake and white balance on way
Getting back
Childhood laugh
Clear sound
Halo back is absolute forever
No real black
Nor real white
End or start
I see your face and I cry
There is a white balance from dyes
I want to see a glowing cloud
I want to hear a clear sound
As it's forever

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