SHE

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POEM – SHE

Every look will kill slowly.

Every second will etch away slowly.

Every minute will hunt slowly.

Every thought will be incomprehensible.

Every need will be unattainable.

Every other will be unfulfillable.

All because they are not SHE.

There is only one ME.

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