I was grew from the beauty
Of her; my eyes were fascinated.
The most everlasting contribution
Of god.
I was fascinated at a thousand times
Loaded with a seeking mind for her
I didnt ever have seen her .
The eyes were immortal
Foot glanced the earth.
She was the queen of immortality
A flower of conquered beauty.
Yielded a good news with a thickly
black hair
She breathed a silent jargon
It was not common to the beautiful
One.
She vanished from infront of me
I am not a painter to encrypt her
Effigy.
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