Sweet Face Fountain


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Just like the ocean under the
moon, the manner a maid
gape in awe; the outrageous
kindness of her mistress.

Yesterday, I saw the wounded
soul of mankind, under Gods
honeyed-face gaze.

Suddenly, I have
become a sweet face
fountain

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