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Its her beauty
Eyes that gander like a field of exotic spring;
Gentle to the touch of the silk laden hair.
as the stars have hailed, the moon will smile,
as of late, your beauty is of no trial.
Gentle to the touch of the silk laden hair.
as the stars have hailed, the moon will smile,
as of late, your beauty is of no trial.
Published 16th Sep 2012
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16th Sep 2012 11:28pm
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