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Her


She was keen, smart and witty Uniquely created and exerted to be educated She outwardly appeared to be timid With a small esteem lacking of self Not good enough, not ever Yet, she’s still attempting the nearly incapable Her thoughts consumed her mind, But not in the night time It seems that her mind is the only portion of her being that produced effort in the direction of her terminal point. The woman is often likely to be discouraged at the point of struggle But she must remain determined Knowing that enhancements are needed Needed, to achieve what at this moment is unseen Her dream to become established Living comfortably Yet, to accomplish, she must be rounded well, accompanied by a degree Her dream… her desire
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