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Deep into her eyes I looked,

Like Oedipus staring at the Sphinx,

Perhaps like Mark Antony,

I was doing injustice to someone else!

Yet her attraction was more than magnetic,

A sort of addiction she was to me,

Mysterious like the Marabar Caves,

She was yet to be deciphered!

My lips touched hers,

The galaxies did collide, again!