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She is...
She holds truth beneath color
though her view is sometimes grey
Seeing what escapes others
feeds the struggle to remain
Intrigued by her style
it captures my eye
Her wit extracts laughter
a gift rare to find
Vision,imbued with creativity
Intellect,able to fill endless sky
Still I'm saddened by her self portrait
for it fail's to convey,all that's special inside
A quirky heart of gold
that envelops sorrow,from insight
I hope one day she finds substance
to replace what's become devoid in her life
though her view is sometimes grey
Seeing what escapes others
feeds the struggle to remain
Intrigued by her style
it captures my eye
Her wit extracts laughter
a gift rare to find
Vision,imbued with creativity
Intellect,able to fill endless sky
Still I'm saddened by her self portrait
for it fail's to convey,all that's special inside
A quirky heart of gold
that envelops sorrow,from insight
I hope one day she finds substance
to replace what's become devoid in her life
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