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Precious lady of the night
is out looking for a man. One to sweep her off her feet and hold both her hands. A picture painted portrait of a lady we know to be. A heart that’s always searching for enjoyable company. Good times are for everyone as she prepares herself to dance. Her shoes are in the corner there she’s now ready for romance. A lady with such high morals and standards you’d want to protect. She’s one high classy lady who’s deserving of my respect. True happiness awaits her as her fairy tale begins. True love will seek to find her and bring out her love within. Whenever this might happen right now, no one really knows. I know she’s out there looking to find true love for her soul.
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