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Thursday, March 10, 2022

No, she must have been an angel


 No, she must have been an angel,
Such beauty is hard to find,
You bet I am not joking,
I am captivated by my find.

Some facts cannot be believed,
Some facts should not be shared,
Her face I found so beautiful,
I just stared and stared.

My pen has found its muse,
What more should I write,
I can just sum up,
Bold, beautiful, and bright.

The face has the brightness of the sun,
Locks the darkness of night,
Beauty so perfect,
I think it's perfection defined.

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