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is your beauty made by the book that reads your thoughts while I watch entranced by sunlight does it shout quiet memories in your mind does an angel appear in your face or is it always there a porcelain doll I thought was cracked cries no more she knows her beautiy now is it the sun drenched book that shows your nature a diamond not seen your silence catches me off guard is it the book that makes me a fool and will you forgive me when the sun sets over weeping trees and you put your book down |
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