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There once was a beautiful woman, Who’d fill up your glass with a smile, If it was empty, she’d fill it again, Her charm made the wait worthwhile.
I always stared at her hazel eyes, And her bold red lips, so bright, In the dim-lit room, she was the prize, A beacon in the night.
Her laughter was a melody, Her presence, a gentle breeze, In her company, I felt so free, As time seemed to freeze.
But beyond the bar and the clinking glass, Lies a story yet untold, Of dreams and hopes that come to pass, In a heart so brave and bold.
