White I often feel that every season Has blended into you in every shade I see it in the changing colors Of your face that I behold. With your sad face, every color Turns into a different hue And seeing you happy, You bloom even in the harsh summer sun Like a night-blooming jasmine flower. Yes, when everything is changing every moment, I am talking to you about not changing again... Every color of yours that touches the soul will always be remembered. ©Sup_holster

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White I often feel that every season Has blended into you in every shade I see it in the changing colors Of your face that I behold. With your sad face, every color Turns into a different hue And seeing you happy, You bloom even in the harsh summer sun Like a night-blooming jasmine flower. Yes, when everything is changing every moment, I am talking to you about not changing again... Every color of yours that touches the soul will always be remembered. ©Sup_holster

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