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Aug 2015
She wore a red polka dot dress
With a high pony tail
And lips red as can be.
She waited for him
And late he would be.
In sky scraper heels she stood
With time passing by.
Minutes flowing into more minutes.
She gave up waiting
And walked out the door.
Polar
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