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Her

 

Her!

Her back, 
She appeared as her wings. 

Her eyes,
She showed the flames kept in it. 

Her jeans, shorts or any of clothes, 
Not just clothes, she showed her as a pearl hidden in the river. 

Her fingers, 
She showed as the waves move in the sea. 

Her Nails,
She showed that it was a stone peace that was part of the mountains.

Her Lips,
Well, it was a sweet poison, charming but dangerous.

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But why am I being told so much about her body parts,
She is not merely a body, she is a concrete work of God's creation.

She is a law of nature, a little dignity that has transformed her dreams into reality.

She is a kind of sunrise, she is the sadness of the moon, she is the harmony of long rivers, she is everything that is connected with nature.

She is completely independent like a butterfly. 

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Super Girl ►

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