The Compliment

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Until this morning I was still so hurt
Stopped in the street by “What a beautiful skirt!”
Four simple words that made me smile
Since you turned and ran mile
I’m different, so what?
Never claimed to be anything I’m not
And now I realise in a dress of white
Perhaps this jilted groom was a beautiful sight
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