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I love she who is like a drop of cleansing rain

Glistening and cerulean

Sliding against my tainted skin

I love she whose eyes are viridescent jewels

Wordlessly speaking and perceiving

Piercing into my darkest corners

I love she whose heart sings compassionately

Even when wounded

Granting solace and peace and hope

I love she whose soul is full

Insomuch that fears and pains are forsaken

And all the world becomes grace

Tender

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