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Feb 2019
It’s no wonder the great artists
rendered you in so many forms
in stone or paint
You could be no more beautiful

Dark lines and a wicked bough
dancing merry eyes
You are everything
I am myself
Written by
I am myself
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     Hamed M Dehongi and Fawn
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