Behold! she blissful moon on the azure thorne, She lived so well and oneday would pass away By that pledge, she had sworn, you're walking
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My poem at purple of evening makes her more beautify,
In wintery nights often she sails in the burka,
Like a young median at a nika,
Often she is detained by the dimly scenes. poem is really leading us to a sort of mystery. thank u. tony
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My poem at purple of evening makes her more beautify, In wintery nights often she sails in the burka, Like a young median at a nika, Often she is detained by the dimly scenes. poem is really leading us to a sort of mystery. thank u. tony