She lays awake
at night.
She writes.
She hurts.
She pains.
She thinks
inside.
She’s wise
beyond measure.
She sees
‘ALL’
and knows;
‘YOU’
don’t know
her story.
Dedicated to: She
Schrijvend meisje (A Lady Writing) -- Johannes Vermeer
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