A look in her eyes
That will never die
She will never cry
Never even sigh
A visual rhyme
Like the mountains high
Or the clouds in the sky
River running by
Leading far and wide
To the ocean side
Like the sands of time
For she stands Divine
On the shores of time
Never to be mine.
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