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The Beauty Of One

She stands,

Tall and proud

For she has become what she wished.

She smiles,

Oh with those beauty filled lips

My arm is arise,

By the friend to my side.

Beauty shall turn

Walking towards thee,

I explain, for it was not me.

Beauty shall remain unknown

To why,

As I glance into her eye.

Sending a message of the mind

“Beauty please don’t leave,

As I will be in heartache of grief”.

Stay beauty,

Teach,

Teach ones way of being

The beauty of one

As I preach the way

Oh how you be.

© 2016 by GEORGIA HARVEY

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