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She Sang...
They loved the soft, sultry movements that she made,
each one an embellishment that she did proudly parade,
left and right across the makeshift stage she went,
sending out smiles and kisses to the boys they'd sent,
each one on a mission to free those war had oppressed,
but just for those moments, they were not distressed...
She sang all the songs that tugged ...
Monday 17th January 2011 2:20 pm
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