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Do you know Her?
She was art.

On the inside she had been ripped apart.
She dresses nicely and a smile making anyone smile at her.
She would smile and do a Queen bow with her head.
Noone on the outside could suspect with tears in her eyes is how she went to bed.
She carried pain but wore it well.
She aches for realness from another yet noone else could tell.
So Poetic...So Deep
She arose like this and that's how she went to sleep.
More reserved she is..not one to put on a show
She knew she was beautiful in and out and didn't look for anyone to note.
Hungry she is for peace and growth.
Damaged and at the same time...Fine
Her love and passion for art
Beautifully Intertwined
Eternally Prime
Away she goes...off into the day..into the night

Where to this time??
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