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Face of a Dead Woman

On her face the portrayal: Was undeserved betrayal: While resting in mortuary; Later in her obituary. But her photo had come first: A scream-it-to-The World thirst. But I have my own challenge: What would finding a thing change? Lies that could break a strong heart: She’d shoplifted in a mart? Or whisper desultory Alleging adultery “Man had been a betrayer, Her face ‘not First Soothsayer…”

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