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Things were different for her then,
before the sword and the mirrored shield.
She was all smiles and garden ornaments,
serpentine tea parties on the veranda.
She thought he may have been a suitor,
the day he came, proud and bouncing
on his toes. Didn't notice the winking steel.
She'd realize it wouldn't matter much
if her head had the capability
in that sack, none of her lovers ever
could look her in the eye anyway.
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