Her. ♡

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i wonder where have you grown up
to come out that beautiful
that ethereal,
that perfect.
the most beautiful jasmine turns away
for it can't bear with your beauty
and all the sunflowers
are bowing down to you.
a child of the sun
water flowing in your veins
your hair are darker than the night
and your eyes are as rich as the earth.
mother nature always amazes me,
but you truly are her masterpiece.

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