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the effect of someone with a beautiful face
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primitive many times i've crossed this road
a thousand years ahead
you will see a star
with all its brightness
and splendor
and glory
nothing else is seen
all else shadowed by the power of its life
and below the streets of passion
there lies a willow tree
mourning tears of sorrow
that stain its beauty and grace
it goes unnoticed
untouched and alone
forgotten forever
