The Woman I Had Loved


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The perfection of her imperfections
fit consummately with my broken self
Like two pieces of a broken puzzle
Meant to complete an incompleteness
Delicate as the dawn she was,
mysterious as the night of dark
Like an amazon, with life, she had battled,
She was the woman I had once loved

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