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Tuesday, April 27, 2004

She 

She weaves silken fine dreams,
she sings heavenly songs,
she sways happiness and glee,
she dislikes gravitational frowns,

she kisses ever so softly,
she hugs with all her emotions,
she moves ever so gracefully,
she is a mystical constellation.
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