A New Woman

Gone by now

Her blessing so fresh, so grateful so feastful out of kindness, mercy and blessing.
Where she makes us feel so happy in peace and pleasure of sloe moving time.
May god bless her as my days went by with careless thoughts of evil by the two eyes pressing onto me with great agony that falls to me, never gone.
Thank you for all your kindness and feasts on honor.
You have been really great and every time you're just like me so we got on so well.
We always get on so well and we always have great time.
It's so hard when you're gone.


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