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Thinking Of Mr. Darcy

I can’t stay still
Perhaps it’s my mind or lack of will
A man such as himself
How can I ever deny?

He is an enigma
Or at least he tries to be.
In the end,
He gives way to love
As I give way to him

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A story teller, a writer, and sometimes, a poet.

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