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Her
Shes beautiful
And I can not say
The words I'd like
They'll ruin the day

Her life is a mystery
To me and many others
But I want to know
So I'm not just another

Her poetry is like wine
Beautiful and rich
The urge to ask too many questions
Is an irresistible itch
© Zachary J Morsette 2013
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