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Feb 2011
she is confused
essentially she is the same person

her soul is scarred by no more than the sun
o what has she done?

for it is too late to stop her
the moon is her savior

feelings are forbidden
so behind a smile they are hidden

although her friends seem content
they are housed in a green tent

her life is like a river with time always flowing
but with the stars she will remain forever and always glowing
bp 2006
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