She thinks a lot,but she don’t say much
It’s just like, liking a flower without touch.
She avoids to socialize , hates to mobilize
But if you totalize, she was a paradise
Beautiful,Dutiful,and plentiful
Always in search of solitude
People judge this as her attitude
She was an adventurer at heart
But an introvert by birth
Yes,she was an Introvert
That made her always hurt.
Poetry-a wonderful soul 
Excellent lines and touching poem. Keep it up.
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Nice thoughts dear…. Looking forward for more😍
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Thank you so much 🌻
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Yoo 🤘
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😄😇
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Nice one🙂
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Thank you 🌻
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