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i'm supposed to be a man of words absurdly called a poet i believe the old lines in rhyme are i'm a poet but don't know it hoping that that is public domain so please don't sue me but I find myself which is usually hard to do but i did and i was looking through the dictionary i don't need to say "a" dictionary because "the" dictionary is the bible meaning book and so is that other one with Old and New with Methuselah and Jesus and his twelve buddies but I digress trying to digest words to describe her so i randomly opened and flipped first finding heel and toe which is a good one but then flipped to find vertex and then briney but not exactly how i would describe her so doing a stupid thing i thought i can play a melody and sing harmony but what would be her key and the pitch would have to equal the quality of her laugh if that's not enough so i looked at other arts such as culinary but sometimes she is saucy and spicy but others she's sweet and like a fine wine full bodied and yet never dry so then i tried martial arts and still couldn't find her even in poetic movements of tai chi so i went through all of the arts which basically is everything even the art of dying then i realized with pen in hand had been doodling all this time so looked at the paper and found not an emoji so still hard to define her but i had drawn a smile with big eyes of wonderment

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