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Once upon a time,

persuasive words would give her

goosebumps,

sweet nothings would satisfy her cravings,

the keys to her heart belonged to thieves.

But now

she has grown to listen with her eyes,

to only trust actions,

to study behaviors

and let time be the inspector to see what it

will reveal.

-Pierre Alex Jeanty