The master brush strokes of Da Vinci have made you
immortal.
You are an epitome of Italian Renaissance art.
An ordinary woman of a noble clan.
You have made millions your fan.
But who are you, who is the real Mona Lisa?
What were your thoughts when you posed for your
portrait?
What was the sadness hidden in you?
What were your ideas and your view?
The paint has expressed the beauty of your face.
The exquisite dress and the lace.
But the master painter couldn’t express your inner being.
Your soul is still hidden and not there for seeing.
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