Desired she to shape herself
As per the society's face.
Accomplished one day she, her fancies.
To celebrate her elysium, strolled
In the garden she. Found
Halfway through her felicity
Surrounded by strange gazes.
The hateful fiends tore her soul
To irreparable pieces.
One reposed in the black cloud
And added to the dark.
One flew to the majestic sun
And darkened it with gloom.
With her, the ponderous piece stayed
From then on it shamed her every day.
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