Waiting
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Waiting, oh sweet art, in this frontier,
where dreams are intertwined with life,
where the breeze embraces the spring
and the night welcomes the beloved moon.
Here, desires float in the air,
like golden leaves of an eternal autumn,
and in each heartbeat, an echo is shared,
painting in the sky a tender destiny.
Waiting where the soul surrenders to enchantment,
where reality never closes its doors,
is to touch the essence that hovers in the holy,
a sacred corner where longing awakens.
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