Call her if you would she will herself execute.
Nature's a child at your total command.
She but awaits opportunity to salute
Your beauty exceptional, absolute.
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Nice poem of talking about the bliss and oblivion. When we lose our identity we lose our path 'A loss of identity, a road to uncertainty, an abyss, '.Thank you for sharing.
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Nice poem of talking about the bliss and oblivion. When we lose our identity we lose our path 'A loss of identity, a road to uncertainty, an abyss, '.Thank you for sharing.