To gaze upon the world of modern time,
Is sure to draw a drop of sympathy,
For nothing found with beauty can we rhyme,
But only listen for the mournful symphony.
If one is to regard the solar rise,
The he must also to the lunar moan,
For all allure leads us to lonely cries;
It is a trait that we can never own.
But from within enternally we bloom,
And though without beholding we can feel
The loveliness from birth until the tomb,
For love is always everlasting real.
So this I pray inspite of aging fear,
That when you look at me you shed no tear.
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