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She has some dwell
She toils through the day,
Without a word or a nay,
She earns her daily bread,
Not a tear does she shed...
Though her smile doesn't find way,
Her experience made her clay,
Had no better day to mend,
but the mistake were spread..
soothe wind touch her,
femme doesn't want help, from this illogical sphere,
her feelings couldn't felt...
She can speak but considered outspoken,
Her words aren't permanent,
feelings are same.....
Yes she has some dwell
rebel is her body smell..
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