A rare beauty
Just mark of the uncommon beauty
And nothing that may deserve
Maybe even to show that pleasure
Although it in reality without space
How my path is difficult to set
And when it may do not already feel like it
Trying to believe in the good want
Transcends any pain dictates the fatigue
And so to you show me near naked
If I can or should not be more to help
And I insist against inhumane power
The poetry carries and just
What really want be the seed,
But I know that at the end surely mistaken...
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