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Guenevere Dec 2016
Today I met a stranger,
She seemed to know my name.

Her face was so familiar,
But something wasn't the same.

Her voice touched on memories,
Part of me began to ache.

Her eyes so like mine,
I felt my fragile heart might break.

Then a darkness fell over her,
And the light faded fast.

A crookedness in her smile,
Her laughter didn't last.

Now I'm standing all alone,
In a state somewhat beguiled.

That's when I realize this beautiful stranger,
Is none other than my child.

— The End —