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Aug 2014
Created from his ribs a women she's called
Nature rests in her powering to birth a life
Assorted roles she plays in life's wheel
You call her daughter mother sister or wife

Appears she in numberless faces and forms
She shape shifts in deities and humans alike
Recollecting are you ? Yes ! Women she's called
She can break you or make you with just a strike

She's the yin while your the yang
Venus she rules femininity her robe
She's not weak but calm
You may be the worlds , but she's every man's heartthrob !
Power to women !!!
Nandini
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Nandini
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