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This poem is called She is
She is memorable even without word.
She is the brightest star for miles.
She is my peace of Mind.
She is only part of a love letter.
She is stronger than my pride.
She is my last thoughts.
She is the over due joy.
She is The Sweetnesses to anything bitter.
She is the perfect Sunday morning.
She is what you would make if Santa Claus was real.
She is my one promise, won’t let the water run dry.
She is that one leap of faith.
She is my sober Confidence.
She is my one last dace.
She is a lucky number of the fortune cookie.
She’s the motivation to mission impossible.
She’s the only one that can stop the circles.
she is my inspiration.
My unspoken heart
She is just not here.
She is the brightest star for miles.
She is my peace of Mind.
She is only part of a love letter.
She is stronger than my pride.
She is my last thoughts.
She is the over due joy.
She is The Sweetnesses to anything bitter.
She is the perfect Sunday morning.
She is what you would make if Santa Claus was real.
She is my one promise, won’t let the water run dry.
She is that one leap of faith.
She is my sober Confidence.
She is my one last dace.
She is a lucky number of the fortune cookie.
She’s the motivation to mission impossible.
She’s the only one that can stop the circles.
she is my inspiration.
My unspoken heart
She is just not here.
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