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A Beauty Mine to Hold
In the brown depth of my eyes,
Within each gaze,
Stories of existence unfolds-
Sparkling like celestial orbs,
Graced by the tender touch of sunlight's embrace.
I am a blooming fruit,
Sometimes tossed upon the shore,
Sometimes...
Within each gaze,
Stories of existence unfolds-
Sparkling like celestial orbs,
Graced by the tender touch of sunlight's embrace.
I am a blooming fruit,
Sometimes tossed upon the shore,
Sometimes...
