THE MAN WITH NO BEAUTIFUL FACE.

THE MAN WITH NO BEAUTIFUL FACE.

Alot has been happening this period, especially with the turnout of the old naria note. I want to tell you a story that would woe you, or maybe make you smile or cause you pain.

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THE WORLD IN ONE OF HER BEAUTIES.

THE WORLD IN ONE OF HER BEAUTIES.

My Queen, and Love.In these few years of my life.That I have met thee.You have been a source of my beauty.For my heart and the hearts of others.Cherish you so greatly.That it can't be expressed.

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THE UNFRIENDLY GODS.

THE UNFRIENDLY GODS.

Having friends is not the issue, but is having those that won't deny you when they feel that they are done with you. I have a story for you, I know you would love to

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GREETINGS TO A MOTHER.

GREETINGS TO A MOTHER.

It is you that I greet oh…! Mother.For your breast is our source of life.The vessel of the art being.I always have thee in mind,because you are the fountain of all creativity.The melting pot of

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THE EMISSIONS OF THY GIFTS.

THE EMISSIONS OF THY GIFTS.

Oh…! Crown of the cold river.My appetite for thee is beyond thy four walls.Of thy existence; we live.The pressure of a thousand truths.For thy four walls are like the breast of my mother.Where our life

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NATURE’S IMAGE.

NATURE’S IMAGE.

There are four things too mysterious for me to understand:An Eagle flying in the sky.A snake moving on a rock.A ship finding its way over the sea.And a man and a woman falling in love.Proverbs

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THE BEAUTY AT STAKE.

THE BEAUTY AT STAKE.

Dance not in naked beauty.But dance in character beauty.For the former would make men desire thee more.They shall have thee just for thy name sake and spoil thy innermost treasures.Blame them not.For it was you

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THE CHASE.

THE CHASE.

I woke up, as usual, that morning, thinking that all is well, not knowing that something special await me toward the end of the day. Although, after my morning chores in my hostel, I ate

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THE HAPPY SORROWS.

THE HAPPY SORROWS.

My father has told me a lot.But my mother told me more.And the strangers who me their friends.Taught the customs that my parents have set aside. These customs are sweet to the soul and bitter

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MY BEAUTY LEFT AT A YOUNG.

MY BEAUTY LEFT AT A YOUNG.

Thy power was my guest.A joyful pleasure at sight.We played the piper.Running from street to street.My mantle; I didn't regard.We were like four and five.The undivided one.Our value, we buried together.The vessel of my only

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