here stands a girl
with brown hair, brown eyes
standing here
in an angel disguise
her wings, made of feather
her hair, in a bun
her eyes twinkle slightly
in the midmorning sun
her touch, quite gental
her eyes, so soft
her hair, smells diffrent
like a summer day loft
she's diffrent from others
she's not quite the same
her spirit is wild
but her body
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