PRETTY WOMAN

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Purple top,
Pencil gean,
Lace wig,
Manicures and pedicures,
Wow, intriguing!
In distance, her charming face opines a smile.
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Carefree hair in air, standout and precise.
A woman with grace,
Soft noise all filters the air,
In this sacred moment.
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My eyes with hers exchanged like guitar's strings.
What song does she sing?
What beat does she like?
Will her strings bring hope to my soul?
Or is she a drum herself producing beats that bangs all day long.
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All these i know will become clear,
But not with words, for in silence i got the above clues.
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TEE-THOMAS (Fearless Lines)

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