Ever grinning proudly, in mortal realm's glee.
He gazed upon the moon's icy light so cold,
With Earth as his canvas, and sky's brush so bold.
His life, like ink splatter on pages so white,
Embracing the highs and lows in his flight.
Confronting the edges with sword and with a blade,
His heart held the cosmos, unyielding, unswayed.
The boundless expanse, dark waves that churn,
Ages as fleeting moments, in youth's vivid burn.
Silver-white strands adorned temples so fair,
Defying setbacks, that unwavering glare.
His eyes held a fire that nothing could tame,
A spirit of valour, a soul without shame.
Facing the thorns with a smile on his face,
A lone wolf he was, in this desolate space.
His pride never wavered, a resounding sound,
Through clouds echoing, firm on the ground.
In the icy world, his passion burned bright,
A heart forged in fire, a beacon of light.
In days of the past, young maidens did sing,
The past fades away, yet the crane's graceful wings.
Chess, wine, and journey, a lifelong embrace,
Boiling tea, finding peace in life's grace.
He pondered the groves, skies thick with clouds,
Could he find her again, he wondered aloud.
In dreams, wine and tea boiling anew,
His hometown was distant, his memories askew.
The old city's echoes, years long since flown,
A melancholy sea that he sailed all alone.
He sought to ignite the candle's soft gleam with the moon's ray,
A resolve that's sharp-edged, not led astray.
Worldly love's fickle, a transient dance,
Strolling with hope for old friends' glance.
He painted his gaze in her memory so clearly,
Snowy paths wandered, frost-covered, sincerely.
Wherever winds wander, tranquillity follows,
A wish to share peace in sunlit tomorrows.
He aimed to conceal starlight in time's deep embrace,
Forgetting, in silence, at Earth's distant base.
In revelry's whirl, worldly hearts find their home,
Step by step, further from wild days they roam.
He painted his gaze in her memory so true,
Snow on their journey, frost on their sleeves, too.
As the wind whispers secrets, peace flows like a stream,
Together they'd bask in life's hopeful dream.
On this shared journey, past hurts they'd eschew,
Crafting lives anew, love's promise they'd renew.

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