The invisible

Like a blanket of comfort;
Like the favorite shirt,
Like a blessing in disguise;
Like the waves that rise;
Like the bond of joy;
And the amusing toy;
Like a laborers chore;
A traditional folklore;
Like the sun that shines;
Oh! the intoxicating wine;
Like the moon that reflects;
And the hearts that connect;
Like the all supreme;
Yet the very dream;
Like the see-able unseen;
The core of every gene;
It is just like everything;
And everything is just like it!

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