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Glimpse of a beautiful profile
chiselled perfectly on each turn, a marvel, profile fit enogh to be in white marble eyes , deep and drowning, that kept in bind gaze, pointed and probing, spoke to sleeping mind the glow of charishma, a charm of thousand roses the effect sublime, of absolutely aphrodasiac dozes the hairs, dark and long, freely blowing with the breeze the nosetrils sensing, filled with animated frreze the killing smile, a little knowing, on the rosy lips heartbeats, racing and thumping to a sudden skip what a moment, a celebration of truly divine creation what to say, a wonder of life, better than even imagination...
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