From Afar

She came from afar, this beauty without a car, but she still

drove me mad, but never left me sad. All I had to do

was think about her often – more often than I cared. But

her looks never dared, even with her eyes, which you could

tell were never telling lies. Where is she now? Still in

my thoughts – always will be till my dying day or until

the sunsets in the east, even though it sets in the west,

leaving me to know that she was the best.

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