Her allure is tangible.
Perched on that tall stool,
A vivid, glowing emissary
Of youth
And beauty,
Confidence,
Ability.
No one would guess
The depth of loneliness.
Bravery
Will be required.
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Lonely GamineHer allure is tangible. Perched on that tall stool, A vivid, glowing emissary Of youth And beauty, Confidence, Ability. No one would guess The depth of loneliness. Bravery Will be required.
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