In the words of an innocent young lady

Are there angelic eyes that recognize the innocence
unmatched by the pure goddess of heaven
whose omniscience sees through ruse,
whereas my gullibility trusts the autumn
who masquerades as spring,
whose nude trees boast of their wealth,
and fallen leaves claim purity
and justify the fall as a mark of humility.

Goddess,
the sublime goodness and purity
that you gifted are no shields against chicanery,
and no worthy of praises and rewards
for the culprits are judges.

 

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In the words of an innocent young lady

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