To my beloved Jing Jing Deanna

Each world's tatse, scent and view,
Every color and hue,
In you embassy placed...
All what nature did give
In you condence and live,
But much more you are graced
By the Heavens in you
That have embassy too.

Heaven leaves in each man
It's sweet consul; but you
Let his greatest job do :
Do what no people can.


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