Good in life that one encounters breaks him free from strife as in wonder fantasy saunters
One meets gems that are life's true beauty
Desirable are they
Yet are but what makes life pretty
There are lovers that haunt one
And forgotten they fly as doves
Leaving one on peace's dawn
However, souls they are
Shining spontaneously in ones mind
Who proves to be far
And are clearly seen, though blind
Those prove to be
P-illars of strength
R-omantic in nature
E-nchanting in form
C-alming in company
I-deal in thought
O-rchestrated in music
U-nforgettable in soul
S-hining in the skies
Such ones like you are PRECIOUS
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