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No one could image her beauty except Gibran
she is a flower, blossoms for every season
Every Patel of her body is hidden love
No one could see and smell except Gibran
Selma is an invisible column of light
every ray of light is her path
from heaven to desire realm
she visits you every morning and knocks on your door
awaken you from your dream
Lights your Conner
Every young man’s life
there is a Selma as Gibran revealed
but no one have found Selma except Gibran
So Selma is ………..
བྱང་བུ།:
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