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« she's a writer, a dreamer »
She weaved poesies and tales, original,
knitted rhythm, metaphors, and lyrical prose,
she knew them by heart, like they were an extension of hers,
like her second love,
She was a writer, a storyteller,
tales was what she dealt in,...
knitted rhythm, metaphors, and lyrical prose,
she knew them by heart, like they were an extension of hers,
like her second love,
She was a writer, a storyteller,
tales was what she dealt in,...
