You hide thyself behinf mask of satan
You camouflage thyself beneath sparse bushes
I know well dear Anabel
You've been bestowed by the benison of felicity
I do know well my dear Anabel
You've been endowed by heavenly venerations
You conceal yourself due not to bothering me
Due not to arouse my tribulations nor envious soul
But you're heading toward stalemate
To a rusty and death-fated deadlock
Chastity is shining within thy virginal eyes.
Sicerely mohammad.
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