"heavenly child" :
this poetry for you bro it's up to you if you want to modify it😅 Beneath a sky that was once blue, A man stands now, his hair like a swirling white cloud; His eyes still hold the heavens, yet carry a trace of sorrow, Gazing upward, while his heart remains fixed on a memory. Etched upon his face is a tale of hardship, Of centuries passed and countless trials endured; Through every turn of the world, he has stood steadfast, Even as the love he yearns for seems so near, yet forever out of reach. Like stone, his body remains unyielding, Yet his heart holds a love he has never felt again; He journeys through this world in solitude, An immortal whose heart belongs to but one woman. The maiden he fights for no longer knows him, Her memories of him perhaps slowly fading away; Yet he has chosen to remain alone, To wait until the very end, despite knowing there is no hope left. That white hair is the emblem of his devotion, To a love that can never be restored to what it was; Yet in his heart, he desires nothing else, But to see her once more—if only for a fleeting moment.
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