Her face is asymmetrical
Her left eye is slightly lower then her right
Canvassed smile lines show her age
Vague, sparse freckles adorn her face
Her character is as pure as the morning light
She stands in the hall like a fragile flame
Her sweet voice floats like a dandelion in the breeze
Her shadow chills me as she glides past
My imperfect bundle of perfection
My flawed diamond
My fading star
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