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Timid Majesty

She is beauty surely, truly,
Though she disagrees.
Still I tell her night and day,
Till she does believe.
She is lovely, sweet and kind
One day she'll be mine.
She is art I try to paint
With each and every word.
She is poetry, the sweetest sonnet
Yet she doesn't know

So I write of her reflection
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Monday, November 11, 2013
Topic(s) of this poem: beauty,love
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