Grace Kelly In Hitchcock's Finest

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She is on-screen.
Pink dress, careless,
it was nineteen fifty-three.
Look her up.
Too pretty to pass.
She died in eighty-two.
She has blonde. Hair.
It's there,
watch it.
She flutters, sings.
A casket laid for two,
only me,
and only
you.





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