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Feb 2019
She makes me laugh my heart out.
She may hide it, but I know for sure that she’s an angel, no doubt.
Like, she makes you wonder why there is a logout.
Why would you choose not to stay around?
She’s adorable and endearing like a white fluffy cloud.
Sounds better than any violin was ever bowed.
Exceeding my brilliance when I code.
As spectacular as the most sophisticated crystal of ice, snowed.
Brighter than the brightest star that ever glowed.
One of a kind around the globe.
Meeting her was the best coincidence ever.
Sweet, pretty, and clever.
Her name should be the unit where beauty is measured.
The scale would go from zero to her name.
All the other girls would be like, micro, nano, and pico on her scale.
Written by
Islam Marzouk
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