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The beauty of her grandeur

Reflecting on long gone days of youth,
What sticks out most,
Were not long words, nor noble call toward actions,
But, of quiet beauty & repose,

She removed her helm,
And let down her hair,
She removed her armor for me,
Silently there, completely defenseless,
Knowing I knew
That it took more strength for her,
To remove her armor,
Than to put it on,
 She… learned, to trust in me,

Oh how I loved how she carried herself
And I was struck in awe
Of the beauty of her grandeur

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For ARTISTRY OF SILENCE competition
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