In the world full
of perfect humans,
he is an imperfect stubborn mess;
he transgresses the definitions of the world,
challenges the stereotypes
He is a chaos, full of life,
intertwined with insanity.

He is the kite that ascends even in torrential downpours,
and a flower that blooms in adversities

Grappling with all the newness,
he dwells in words with his exceptional ardor
He denies to shine in the worldly lights
for he is a gleam himself,
a lucent photon,
flickering his way through the darkness
amidst a universe of waning stars.

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