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She
She, whose eyes were weary brown
shimmers, sparkles in the dark
she whose glamor shine over place
yonder the valleys, hills and dale
she who believeth beauty lies
upon the sprawling universe
she hath that hope that never dies
could broke thine spell and chanted curse
upon heights desired she, to walk
Road less chosen she merely took
naught under the perished land
neither the uncountable sound
she whose enter brought me tears
of joy yet to lose was total fear
to take the wheel, I let her steer
of nor inferior just to clear
the dancing lotus smiles at me
the peeking sun does for she
the ambiance is when daffodils
consume all of my frighted chills
now, she in light do fade
in bliss in paradise laid
under the prosperous shade
of sweet air and blossom's glade...
poem
by
Ellirie Aviles
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