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Jan 2015
Whenever she speaks I can't
help to be amazed, by whatever
it is that she just phrased. Clever
in words and clever with timing.

Climbing higher every sentence,
further every word
and there is no clue of her intentions.
Not a purpose I have heard.

In doubt I put things in perspective
and I realize that doubting was
unnecessary.  I am no detective
collecting everything she does.

I wish I was able though,
to do so,
and be a fitting other side
for whom she has nothing to hide.
So lovely, when they're so naive.
Daan
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Daan  Belgium
(Belgium)   
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