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Belief and Knowledge
He believes her to be beautiful beyond compare
She knows him to be as slow as a brain-dead hare
He believes she is a goddess wrought in alabaster
She knows him to be a servile fool under a master
He believes her to be witty, brighter than the sun
She knows him to be one with brains next to none
He believes her to be as precious as the furthest star
She knows him to be as dumb ...
Thursday 10th March 2016 2:21 pm
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