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Oct 2018
her
she's got a voice like lavender
and a hug like a rhyme
the legs of a traveller
and a mind teeming with time

she thinks like a poet
yet acts like a priest
she's has an air of fresh breath
wisecracks stuck between her teeth

she picks them out like
apples in the market
like moses on the mount might
like crops at a harvest

that's all i have for her tonight
Written by
Sam  new zealand
(new zealand)   
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       Salmabanu Hatim, Bethany G Blicq and Sam
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