Scott Stanley Davis (Indianapolis, Indiana)
I spoke to her from a phone, I text her from my home, I posted on facebook, and I am not alone; then I decided to recite her a poem of sweetness and light; even though I don't really know her despite; loved by all that knows her, and her family they so adores her. I know of her Mother and have heard of her brother, but I don't know of her aunts, uncles or any of her cousins, she does have a dozen? This what I know, she lives in a country with great achievements with authors and writers and even Shakespeares bereavements; There are kings and Queens and Islands of sorts and ships that sail in all their ports: Caroline has a smile that can be seen from her Isle, oh I'd say about a mile and Serenity is seen in her Identity with so many amenities; there are many woman have been famed and song and lyric's it has became and she is among them just as she was named..
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