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She, who is dearest to every yearning
heart, bears eyes of unearthly nymphs
and lips as tender as rosebuds kissed
by dawn. Thus it is whispered: in halls
awash with 𝑎𝑟𝑡, all eyes on her ˚⊱🪷⊰˚
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