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I perceived her beauty as serene and calm as the ocean,
smooth like it was carved out of a different clay portion.
Poetry condoned from wide thoughts above.
And caught up in higher heights out of reach.
Searching for answers to mysterious questions beneath the earth.
These things are out of sight, yet I fight with all thy might, hoping one day, solutions will creep to my door steps, and offer solution tips, so I can take wild leaps of faith.

She represented everything therein, and I knew from the very scratch that we were certain like destiny indeed.
Her thoughts were cemented within,
her heart is what was out of reach, yeah though I stretch all forth to catch a drop of every heart spewed ink.

Tripping on mats, walking sheepishly,
Throbbing on palms to catch a glimpse of the passing beauty. I realized I've dreaded a never returning path of a mysterious mystery.
Faith had my heart entangled, if not I'd have called it myth.

The hope mounted within kept me holding on unto those clustered belief, vowed not to alter my feelings for it knew no other but you...

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Of short random thoughts of love of unfailing beauty..


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"smooth like it was carved out of a different clay portion."
Altogether strange, a certain bizarre beauty bordering on grotesque.A success? I'm not sure.

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'Rhythm and Meter in Poetry'

I find it hard grasping the point you're making...


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