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May 2015
In the city
there lies a marble statue
a beautiful piece of art
no two people see the same face
some see their loved ones
only if they are gone
some see themselves
although they don't recognize them
some see their parents
swearing they see heads shaken in disappointment.
What do I see?
A marble statue
head turned towards me
Blue Flask
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