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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.
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.
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