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Aug 2016
A girl
I once loved
stares right back at me
with her jet black hair
and icy blue eyes
Copying my every move
I looked at my back
but she's gone
I turned to the right,
then left
she's nowhere to be found
I looked in front
and there she is
a reflection of me
GABRIELLE
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GABRIELLE
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