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𝔹𝔼ℕ𝔼𝔸𝕋ℍ the sun of ancient sands,
A pharaoh ruled with steady hands.
His crown of gold, his eyes of flame,
Carried the weight of an endless name.

In a cave where shadows wove their art,
Medusa dwelled, a cursed heart.
Her serpents hissed, her gaze could bind,
Yet love was lost, she dared not find.

One fateful night, their worlds entwined,
Her stone-cold grief, his heart confined.
He knelt before her deadly glare,
And whispered, "Beauty, beyond compare."

Though mortal eyes would turn to stone,
He saw her soul, not flesh alone.
Her trembling hand, his fingers brushed,
The sands fell silent, the world hushed.

Bound by fate, they loved in strife,
He offered her eternity's life.
Two cursed hearts found solace sweet,
In shadows, where their souls could meet.

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By: SilverMist707

I hope you like the poem and like the story. <3