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There she is.
You can see her
Seated just across the room.

You look up at her
From time to time
Just trying to catch a glimpse
Of that particular smile..
The one that most people never see,
Simply because they just don't
Look close enough.

You observe her every move.
Cautious not to be seem
But risking it all anyway,
Because there's something
Almost beautiful about a girl
Who can't see her own beauty.

— The End —