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Like a newborn infant always looking up for the warmness of a cuddle,

Like a gracing tide of an ocean always reaching out for the shoreline,

Like a silky, elegant move made by ballerina dancer to embrace her partner,

Like an ever encircling ray of hope and love amongst us seizing the rage and hatred,

It goes on an on, until the never ending courses of time,

For a soul who goes amongst all odds to hearken the blissful vibes of endearment.