Woman

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The woman is of airy nature,
what has she to offer?
Her stance is one of little stature,
is not her mind much softer?

Her cheek is much too apt to linger,
while what remains of her integrity?
Her lusty docile does but want trigger,
but what is projected of her mind's vitality?

Yet she vitiates the vanity
of such trivial complacency
when does her deluge of words
encompass more than her vision affords.





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