YOU RECALL BEAUTY
IN REALITY
LOVE RARELY DIES
well did not
till yesterday
times have changed
now a days
beauty lies only
in ones eyes
may be it's only my surmise
beauty remains
till there is life
in one's eyes
moderna frame of beauty
now only survives
in youths
kicking sexy and lustily alive
all else dies
ask those Westerners
still sexily alive
Plume all
ILLS
survives
Can you not also
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