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Her bright hair, regularly divided into two parts, surrounds the harmonious outlines of her delicate and white cheeks, always brilliant and lustrous. 

Her eyebrows made of ebony have the form and strength of the arc of The Kama, God of love, and under her silky eyelashes, in the black pupils of her limpid eyes, they swim like in the sacred lakes of Himalaya, the purest reflect of her strong soul.

Exceptional, equals and white, her teeth shine between the smile of her fabulous lips, like dew drops in the middle of the pomegranate tree. 

Her beautiful symmetric ears, her delicate hands, her arched and tender feet shine with the light of the most beautiful pearls of Ceylon, like lotus tips, like the most beautiful diamonds of Golconda.

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