Beneath one's a smile
There might be a tear
In which has a painful heart
Without a moment to open its door
Beneath one´s a tear
There might be a happiness
Reason isn´t yet discovered
Which is fallen into blind spot
To give a judgment
By the color of black and white
Facts might be sufficient
To realize its loop
Through which to see the truth
There might be barriers coiled by prejudices
To a painter for a portrait
To a poet for a verse
To touch the tear or happiness
Must have sense more than colors and words
To see the drop in a drop and the space in a space
Baring the clothes of justice one´s own
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