"Her rosy lips, her cherry eyes,
She knew no roofs, she went over skies.
Her silky hair, her milky cheek
Looking her beauty, an angel would freak.
The way she smiled, the way she walked,
The air would freeze, the time would stop.
My mere existence was brought to heel,
When for the first time she talked to me.
Now, my life now will turn apart soon,
because I kissed her this noon."
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