chasingdreams
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After allowing a little space
for the light to spread
all hands raveled faster than I thought...
They should have been on her
all night.
This pertinacious pursuit of one continued
She is full of compassion
Poker-faced to hide her emotion
Magentic charm that draws them near
like bees to honeypot, it is seen so clear
Some call her a chameleon
Camouflaged with every story
