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A Tribute

Her beauty is like the full moon on the darkest midnight,
Her beauty resembles the gorgeous meadows of June,
Her love is more priceless than mountains of gold and silver,
Her biography is free from the arrows of suffering.

She is a solitary star in a black sky,
She is like a jewel amid heaps of trash,
Her beauty is matchless her charms peerless.
When I am thirsty she provides me with refreshing springs,
She is like a shining beacon that guides me towards light.

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