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By Emily Smith
You know she is there without even seeing her,
That distinct voice and loud laugh,
You finally see her and you are blown away.
Her height, it reaches the sky.
A telephone pole,
A large tree,
Is she a basketball player?
Her hair, curly like winding back roads that never end.
As blonde as bleach,
Is she a model?
What could she be?