Friend vs. Stranger

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"You're so pretty," she exclaims,
And I blush.
"Oh, stop."

"You're so pretty," he whispers,
And I stare--shocked.
"Really? Thank you."

She supported my beauty
When I fought her words,
Challenging their worth
Because we're friends.

Meanwhile,

He hides my beauty
With a silent whisper,
And I accept it
Because we're not friends.

What could he gain
From complimenting a stranger?
And why is his opinion
More valuable than hers?

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