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The Clandestine Girl
The clandestine girl
I met a girl when I was 12,
With a dazzling face she looked well.
Her sweet voice and cute face,
I was enthralled by her cheerful elegance.
Her eyes were like an eternal ocean,
scintillating like a star and creating sensation.
Her smile was like a crescent moon,
Hes speech seemed to be a blissful tune.
She looked very serene just like a river,
She came to me and said “hi dear”.
I felt like a stone with no words to share,
But my freezing mind asked me to dare.
I introduced myself and asked her name,
With a beautiful smile she told me the same.
It was something unique and different from others,
It was something with a connotation that resembled mother.
Her friends called her and she went away,
She told goodbye but I had no words to say.
That was the first and the last time we met,
And after that the time passed like a jet.