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She

Sometime ago I saw something that became dear to me.

Fair, beauty and amazing to me was she.

To you maybe not but in my eyes she is.

Not a day goes by that she is not on my mind.

Memories and times together remind me of she.

Here, there and everywhere I see and think of she.

I love you she!

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