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On the believe of dusty street
A temple that people's treat.
On the truth of valley of flower
An ample love that always shower.
Visit temple, in search of ecstasy
Without knowing it's hypocrisy.
A splendor person daunt about doomsday
Indoctrination, unusual beliefs are only way
Love is underneath of con empire
That is pure and need to enquire.
Flamboyant Girl, pushover
Without gimmick,and desenter.
With a gentle heart and a caring soul,
You use affectionate word in order to extol.
Look at the god's gracious miracle
Bless you, for ideate tackle.
You are the one, who knows what metaphor
And applies it. Lucifer are not similar to me.
Thou Faerie knows all power of ambassdor
Plays sharply, if i compare thee.
Its a joy, i m grateful too
To have a friend just like you...
Dedicated to miss N

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