A million monkeys died on another
Because, you women, you were missed
A silent night launched a secret sigh
One hundred moons cried in a deep blue sky
Because, you woman, you aren't missed
Who wrote those woman's stories
Such glories that lead men to war!
What gripped your love so hard
As to be clipped by silence overall?
And yet,
Woman, who are you to ask of fate
Why beauty dares yet to survive
And why does it not die
When love fades and leaves us all?
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