Alas! Thy beauty mesmerize me,
That is something I fear;
There are a lot of differences in we,
That will always bring tears.
In our mind and age,
In our sense and faith;
Where we find the banned page,
A thorny fence for our unleash wraith.
Is this admiration or affection,
Is this life not more than a show;
Of course, full of affectation and affliction,
Rife in every heart and soul that lows.
Instalasi Sastra
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