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Poetry
Lady in White
Priyanka Chaanra
She sat in her exquisite gown
The corset too tight
The lace too frivolous
Her auburn hair in a bun
Yet when she twirled in it
She looked majestic
She waited for him to come
For he had promised
A promise he said he won't break
Not this time, but, it was late
She saw them
Men and women returning from the ball
Laughing and chatting
Holding hands as they walked
She felt tears stroke her cheeks
As she began to undo her hair.
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