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No person,
on earth.
Nor angel,
above.
Dares to compare.
To my beauty.

No ocean,
can separate me.
Nor mountain,
divide me.
From being.
With my love.

No riches,
no fame.
No honor,
nor glory.
Is worth.
What my goddess gives me.

And in the end,
what is being said.
Is that my Maura,
the most beautiful,
whom I love the most,
and is worth everything;
is all I will ever want.
There is nothing more,
then her.
For I am the luckiest,
she will get the best me,
and I will spend my life cherishing her.

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