In the realm where admiration seldom dwelled,
Ink dormant, a muse unsought, stories withheld.
Yet, upon our meeting, a twist of fate,
The pen entwined, urging words to create.
Phrases danced, orchestrated by the heart,
A melody of paragraphs, a poetic art.
Solely for you, the ink's devotion true,
A fabric of verses, woven just for you.
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The Cosmos Of Unfettered Phrases
الشعرReserved solely for those maidens who find themselves captivated by someone from afar, their hearts brimming with unspoken words yet their tongues entangled in knots, yearning for the freedom to express their true feelings. Underneath the veil of si...
