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Jun 2016
So soft,
So tender,
As pretty,
As a flower,
Clean,
And pure,
Untainted,
And demure.
However,
All this,
Obscures,
Deceives,
As it delivers,
The eye,
The beholder,
The shallowness,
Of the onlooker.
Because,
Within,
And unseen,
Are qualities,
That intrigue,
Talents,
That shine,
Refinement,
So fine.
She is,
Much more,
Than a diamond,
A candy store,
She is,
Within,
As she is,
Without,
And she deserves,
That recognition,
From the inside,
Out.
Written by
David L Butler  London
(London)   
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