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Beauty

There lived two forces
blessed by nature.
Both were virtuous
dwelled in a strange creature.
Pursuing life quarreled they
for mirth of night and day.

Once in a queer conflation
in a mere part of aspiration
for their worth of elation
had intelligent conversation.

'You are bare', said the black
pointing him on forth and back.
The white was nervous still corporal
as if his valour left the corral.
Soon he spirited in corrigible way.
Said, 'your disguise must have to pay.'
'In my costume you have been known,
for the precision of your own.'
'You can be reared for faith of malice
but some may regret on your practice.'

The evil heared with great confidence
as if he had convicted the offence.
With fierce rage he said, 'oh white!
Have your senses opened wide.'
'Lie can hide but truth can't,
for he has subtle desire to be daunt.'

In a sheer sensation rose the beauty.
The good and the evil praised her verity.
Before them revelled the crimson wine,
the fate and the grace of law divine.

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