... May my eyebrows be like the bow of a beloved always firm in his hand, my eyelashes be like arrows ready to reach his heart and my gaze like a mortal wound of love that nests in him and lives there forever...
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... May my eyebrows be like the bow of a beloved always firm in his hand, my eyelashes be like arrows ready to reach his heart and my gaze like a mortal wound of love that nests in him and lives there forever...