Among the pyramids of time, I encountered the intense sorrow of a lonely soul weeping profusely beside a river of freedom.
Engaged in polite conversation, she tearfully revealed to me the atrocities of her pain caused by the neglect and abuse of an ungrateful man.
She reminded me of a deserted flower sitting upon a broken branch while trembling with sadness beneath the unkind winds.
Even though sunlight had pierced the evening sky with beauty, darkness was all her beautiful face saw, for in that very hour, life became most bitter to her.
At times, she quietly described her lover as stoic and disrespectful to the needs and wishes every woman seeks in her beau.
Drying her tears with my handkerchief, I realized this would be the closest I would come to touching the purest waters of life.
I also acknowledged that even with tear-filled eyes, she was the most exquisite beauty my eyes had ever beheld.
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