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From A Clear Sky
She was like a breath of fresh air
Outspoken and straight as a die,
Her honesty was almost painful
Often it would make you cry
No hint of vagueness or deceit
Double meanings gone for good
Weasel words shown the door
With her I knew where I stood
Prevarications were not for her
She would let on the reason why
She never beat about the bush
She came true fro...
Friday 20th November 2020 11:07 am
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