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Sep 2014
I saw the way you look at her.
That ghost of a smile
whenever you hear her name.
Perhaps that was why
I found myself standing from a far.
For this feelings
will never reach you anyway.
Ally
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Ally  in Wonderland
(in Wonderland)   
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