Angels were made
But none was born
They weren't paid
For bringing humanity incorruptible fun
...You are better than hundreds of angels
Roses are lovely
With sweet fragrance
To the physical, they add beauty
But in the heart, they have no presence
...You are incomparable to millions of roses
I know a land
It's the most beautiful under the sun
In it, every good make its stand
Even research says there can't be a better one
...For me, your heart is the best dwelling place
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