a grotesque picture of her
depicting the days of untamed colors
immaculate faint embraces her
floating her desolate reverie
gleam of delight in the eyes
inconceivably overshadowing her sweetest sorrow
resilience upon the divine demeanour
smoothly repelling the tone of conceit
for she can always take me as i am
amidst myriads of uncertainty
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