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Classy bruises

I was at her wedding
Young and vibrant
A first class lawyer.
A year later I came across her
She tried to put on a happy face
But I could hear the
Blues in her voice.
No bruises to be seen
But guessed
As she was wearing
High collar and long sleeves
Under her classy vest.
Written by robert43041 (Viking)
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