by Me
Your brilliance is an illusion.
You are but a reflector -
A mirror image.
Do you enjoy attending the monthly ball?
In your disguise
you outshine most.
You are the starburst in
a sparkling orchestra.
I will dance with you,
attend your ball.
You see I know your secret.
Without the sun
I wouldn't see you at all.
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