1001 Night
Look For Beauty,
You will find it
Rooted in sorrow
Clinging to the vines of pain
Seek it in the sands
Blowing in the ruins of insane
Treasured eyes of darkness
Spoken from the full lips of light
Touch the dark caverns
In the curves of sinister delight
Crest her hills to the palace of martyrs
In the house of 1001 nights
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