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Title: Her Beauty
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Blog Entry:  heard them say, "Her hands are hard as stone,"And I remembered how she laid for meThe road to heaven. They said, "Her hair is grey."Then I remembered how she once had thrownLong plaited strands, like cables, into the seaI battled in -- the salt sea of dismay.They say, "Her beauty's past." And then I wept,That these, who should have been in love adept,Against my font of beauty should blaspheme.And hearing a new music, miss the theme. My profile   My resume  My videos  My blog