Bella
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Beloved cherub of heaven, hazel eyes pierce my tempered soul; disbelief and awe in this heart fill a solemn, somber hole. In the firmament like a god, I created from my image petite mind, body, and spirit with more than a wink and a nod. Whatever love and goodness dwelled here in this lone, humble mortal now flows from your toothless smile; with muted tears, are these eyes swelled. World-without-end you give my life; unconditional and selfless love you instill in my essence, lifting my days, expelling their strife.
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