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mk Aug 2015
she spoke in ballads
her soul made of poetry
her very being was
a work of art
just to be observed
from afar
too valuable to touch
too invaluable to buy
one of a kind

you cannot own
a girl like her
she belongs
to the whole wide world

she adds meaning
and beauty
to the lives of others
hiding her away
will cause them to suffer
// don't you wish someone would speak of you in such fond words? //

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