Oh! Lana
In Lana's gaze, a subtle grace, Feminine gestures, delicate lace, Her lonely heart, a mournful trace, A beauty lost in empty space. Her gentle touch, a fleeting sigh, A melancholy lullaby, Her soul adrift, as if to fly, In solitude, she wonders why. The world may pass her by in haste, But Lana finds a sacred place, In quiet moments, she can trace, The beauty of her lonely grace.
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