Out of love - 109!

Amidst beating the blues and soaking the green,
I became yellow, as another day passed.
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Bit by bit piece by piece,
I picked up the parts of my shattered self,
to create a masterpiece.
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Play your poetry on a piano,
To witness how magic completes miracle.
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Yin and Yang,
Inside and outside
Soul and body
Mess and clarity
Dream and action
All of this in one you,
Make for a whole
That your fears stole
From the coward in between.
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Let the waves take you,
To a shore unknown.
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The wreath on my dreams should be made of fresh exquisite flowers,
For my dreams have bled enough,
And now, in their death they deserve softness, freshness and care.
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But how much can you contain?, they asked.
An entire universe, she replied.
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What do you know about her?
Who are you to tell her?
Have you seen her scars?
Has she shared her parts with you?
No!
She’s, what she is,
You are what you are
Admire her and leave.
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Miracles don’t happen everyday, so you’ve to interfere once in a while to keep it going.
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But, we’re all mortals,
And will be ashes in some moments and minutes,
So, there must always be a part of us for the dragons to see.