Jennifer's a castle on a hill:
Elevated, fortified, and fair.
No woman more attractive or forbidding,
No garden more serene within its walls.
In Jennifer, no lust insatiate calls;
For her, all is perfection, though unwitting;
Each footstep has a reason to be there,
Revealing one bright spirit, vast and still.

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