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The Light Source

no place seems gloomy

when you become the light source.

no path seems unattainable

when you become the ray of hope,

no sorrow seems melancholic

once you see the universe in you

the trivial pain appears so mundane

once you peek

inside your friend's soul.

your eyes

perpetually seeking happiness,

if only you let them rest more;

your heart

constantly torn apart,

if only you stop

looking for validation everywhere,

this love.

if only you demolish the idea of it

and dwell in the beauty around you,

maybe then you'll realize

what you've been searching for

was in you all along.

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