No need to chase the stars—let them come.

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Where there‘s gentle laughter, there's a bright summer.

Dirty hands don’t matter, You’re purer than the world.

Under fierce sunlight, her gaze stays soft.

Neither fiery nor cool, just a touch of true

Let it be, be better.

No need to chase, spring and you will both be there.

Amid the fading light, a whisper from the heart lingers

Being light and shadow, being time and poetry.

Lightly, flourishing, and fifty.

May my life be like feathers, light yet resilient

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