Hazine of the Orient
Her name sounds like holy
Like the ancient mystery
She's a blend of ebony
With a tinge of galaxy
Her wisdom amazes me
Like she knows my cup of tea
Except for fad and fashion
We have a lot in common
She complements my color
Like I'm the strength and she's the valor
Like the missing piece of my dream
That surges like my long lost stream
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