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Her eyes are like a telescope
That can see beyond the stars.
The craters on the moon,
The transient speed of light.
Her mind is like a submarine
Immersed in the blue sea.
Whirling troubles away,
Replacing them with bliss.
Her wish was to picture her thoughts
And share them with the world.
Drawing was not her gift,
Thus -
She painted them in words.
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