Darling, look at this vase of flowers and its lively colors, it would be beautiful on our porch.
All I saw is an empty, muddy vase, missing its shades, fragile in its form.
How did you see all of those sunrises and joyful disguises?
The gift of believing lived on my shores, I expressed the joy, the hope, and the satisfaction within my fantasies.
I never saw that empty vase exposed. My dream whispered to me the value of this world.

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