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When she's serious, she's cool and bright, Like moonlight sharp in the quiet night. Each word she speaks is calm and wise, A thoughtful spark behind her eyes. But when she smiles, a child appears, She speaks with joy that lifts my gloom, And fills my heart with quiet bloom.
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Jul 4, 2025
Jul 4, 2025 at 11:33 AM UTC
The Vision I Hold of Her
When she's serious, she's cool and bright, Like moonlight sharp in the quiet night. Each word she speaks is calm and wise, A thoughtful spark behind her eyes. But when she smiles, a child appears, She speaks with joy that lifts my gloom, And fills my heart with quiet bloom.
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Jul 4, 2025
Jul 4, 2025 at 11:33 AM UTC
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