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Oct 2016
There she stood, straight and tall,
But then again she was very small,
Hiding away in her own little place,
Her expressions would not show on her face,
She didn't know whether to smile, cry, or laugh,
For it seemed she'd been pulled in half.
Written by
Kelly Hohenstern
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