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Dec 2015
That stranger that I see,
That stranger, she is me.

With eyes so light,
And soul so bright.

That stranger that I see,
That stranger, she is free.

With wings unbroken,
Taking life's tokens.

That stranger that I see,
That stranger, she is full of glee.

With smile so wide,
Never wanting to hide.

That stranger that I see,
That stranger, she was... Me.
Written by
WiltingMoon
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