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Naked virgin of the dark forest
Sitting on lotus petals
Her hair touches the lake
Water ripples slowly reflecting lights
Her smile
Showing the way to a treasure
Buried deep in the mountains
More precious than life itself
She recites a sonnet
With her calmest voice
Like a mirror to one’s soul
A kaleidoscope to one’s heart
I humble upon her
As I taste her tears
Sitting on lotus petals
Her hair touches the lake
Water ripples slowly reflecting lights
Her smile
Showing the way to a treasure
Buried deep in the mountains
More precious than life itself
She recites a sonnet
With her calmest voice
Like a mirror to one’s soul
A kaleidoscope to one’s heart
I humble upon her
As I taste her tears
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and she lost in fears caresses my love, hears.
- and she lost in fears caresses my love, hears.
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