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Wherever Daisy went, she went held high,
Women watched with envy.
Some who knew her saw a faint sigh,
She is not perfect, nor will she ever be.
She was always stunningly together,
Never distraught or distracted.
Her walk was as graceful as a feather,
She is married, Tom is his name,
He is rich, but it isn't enough.
Tom is unfaithful, such a shame,
Yet she loves him or is it a bluff?
On she went, on with her life,
Until one night she had gotten a letter.
'The name is Gatsby.' her face ...