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Classy girl

Your highness, the finest, classy girl
My belief in your desire making madness of my mind

Your beautiful mind set perplexes the simple man

Lost in your ways, a slave to your art

touched by the want of your words the lust of your work

Hard at it, determination is like a gift from up top

In love with your grind, still yielding that super fine design

No one can derail her dreams
In her six-inch heels, walking over all the haters
Street at heart, handling her toxins like a goddess
In her grind she fights for hers
Needing no direction on the road less traveled
Self motivated incapable of giving in to this weakness 

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A real kinky freak in a one piece
Her squad tighter than Drake's verses
Her company exciting, with her unique afro vibe
Living life, turning up for real
Taking every day as a blessing, opportunity for anticipated good, loyal to the end
Not just another tattoo in a portfolio, unprecedented in her beauty, class, elegance, grace

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Repressing your glow not to burn all who dare approach with your rays
One superior, more than they will ever attain 
My classy supernovae, before you is imperfection
In the maddening intoxicating mix of admiration, belief, yearning the individual wishful thinking
The hope of being bathed In the entirety of your glow 

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Editor.... Joy 
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