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I am one of those women that trips over in front of you and you feel obligated to gather all the scattered apples she's dropped....can't see what she looks like coz you're searching for band aids for her skinned knees....no graceful glances and wistful wanderings here lol.....nice poem though; ^)

Your words flow so beautifully Red....

Some women can truly be seen from a mile, for more that their good looks! Love all your honesty.