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"My Faire Lady"
Oh!, but my own need desired, is to instill my passioned flower. Of talents given from above. Are echoes glossed in Writer's glove. Taken from Shakespearian verse, it's all natural, and not rehearsed. To add a bead, some ivy too. In search of help and wealth, can that be you? To walk with heads uplifted high, to know within their beauties lie; Tranquility, Peace, Love!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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