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Beauty Unseen
Frozen sighs shadow thick,
Fire heaving through the giants teeth,
Her silk dress gliding gently, serene,
Eyes beating like drums on Winter Eve.
He quells her silent tears,
Caressing her sea of particles,
Eliminating the smudges wept across her jaw,
For her eyes spilled a thousand written articles.
"Beauty, beauty is within and without,"
He articulates, palm leveling her ...
Sunday 5th October 2014 1:26 am
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