A Call To Nature
Beauty, I name you, my allure friend,
A reflection of the touch and works of the supreme one.
Amidst our bustling lives, we thrive,
And often disregard you in our hustling.
I plead with you, my friend with great charm,
We may cut down your honour, cause harm to you,
But remember your loyal friend, I implore,
Hold onto your wrath and your honour you should retain.
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