Marvelous eyes, the cynosure of her beauty,
Yore, she should have been an Archaic Angel,
Tacitly speaks the language of love, peace & care,
Hearken to her eyes; feel heartstrings in your heart,
Imbue your mind with her serene smile,
Lass of a laudable class,
Impel one to yearn for her fabulous friendship.
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