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Mar 2014
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She, she is a ******* of the spoken word.
Words of reassurance are given with a smile.
She does prostitution, when she sells her words for wages.
She's really a misanthropist, she likes no human beings.
At work, she sparkles and grins, all  day,a staged act.
Until her pen can play again.
She says,"there, there, it will be alright, but there are no guarantees".
Compassion pays her wages, its such a sad affair.
She rather likes her job, but wants to stay at home.
She's paid for care eternally, but her love is given free.
Livvi
Olivia Kent
Written by
Olivia Kent  Southampton, Hampshire.
(Southampton, Hampshire.)   
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