Mixture of Million Pictures
Are your eyes made from the surging debris from the scintillating stars?
Are your voice made from the tranquil tune from the guitars?
Are your fingers been forged and formed in the God's altar?
Are your sense of smell made from the aroma of the rose's attar?
Are your sweet lips made from a sugar-rich rare nectar?
Are your missile-like words made from the explosive mortars?
Are your ears' edges made from the lancinating scimitars?
Are your nose made from the Excalibur owned by King Arthur, the czar?
Are your hairs made in the Valles Marineris canyon in Mars?
Oh, and are you the shadow of God in the human avatar?
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