Her smile is as sweet as peach,
His eyes are bright as evening sky.
Her hair in the colour of sunshine.
His hopes climbing a mountain's height.
Her glory lives with the love of her guides.
Everyday, people watch them with hopes and smiles,
Young and bright, they live with concerns thrown aside.
The adults miss their glory days,
The children will live not knowing what stands behind their blinding light.
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