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Beauty of a rose,
A refreshing gust of wind,
As tall as the sky.
The greatest torture.
If you can smell the best food,
But never taste it.
Just three feet away,
Further than the farthest star,
I wish I could speak.
...sorry me being overly sappy, 17 syllables at a time
A refreshing gust of wind,
As tall as the sky.
The greatest torture.
If you can smell the best food,
But never taste it.
Just three feet away,
Further than the farthest star,
I wish I could speak.
...sorry me being overly sappy, 17 syllables at a time