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The hush sound of the mountains Such an eloquence that thrills the mind. Beautiful landscape terrifies the drumstick; Groits! D blizzard environment, a scene to flourish the hyenas D still waters, fogs sent! Such blessing I dare refuse? This beauty I long to hold, For Cleopatra never heed the call, The call for loins, the risk taken for it - àágùn. I cease to wonder what the beauty of life brings! Such a candour, its callousness offer What a myriad of history, its experiences are! Its cadence, mankind lives for For this, I crave for? An endless thought. When thoughts precipitate, myriads of wits are birthed The first strand of grey, has come to rule For being seconded by its dryness A still scent of cold; breath Dis terrain - beauty for all Turbans; the beauty I see more.

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