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How much softness you have,
Wind also make itself to much you again.
How juicy lips you have,
Rose also wants to kiss you again.
How much purity you have,
Light also wants itself to shine on you again.
How much beauty you have,
World wants to get you again and again.
But so much art you have,
That god also can't make you once again.
Grrat poem brother..