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My muse

My muse
She Is such beauty
Not her body, but her mind
Even though she has a beautiful smile
If I were Leonardo DA Vinci, I would paint her twice
Her heart is of gold
When she speaks, I can hear her soul
My muse, I would like to know what you withhold
Would you tell me the secret you never told?

©️ 2021 Anita Johnson

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I am a weird kid who likes to write the weird type with a little spice adore nature with the eye spend time reading whatever I like.

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