She takes her dear sweet time and causes her memory to rhyme – with all of these wonderfully aligned individuals
Who peel their strained eyes wide open for only ever her – this is the thousandth time for her to perform right by a beautifully curtailed and mightily connected network, who mean the most when least anticipated
Fate played a hand and landed knowledge and wit right by her welcoming door
Forget her not, for you never stopped believing, in her alabaster ability to own the whole of the night sky
When shyness begins to explode and we know her right now
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