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Jan 2017
Don't be upset I didn't
                            wave back
  when you saw
                                                         me today.

          For I no longer see faces
                    only shadows-
                                               indistingiushable
                                               ­   from eachother.

          Drifting
    through melancholy days
                                        enduring
        unb­erable conversations
                with empty faces.

                                    Four years ago
was the last time
             I even saw my own...

                             Amazing how
            when you're no longer
                      met
                                ­           with your own
                            reflection,
            
        ­    You begin to foregt
                        who you are.
Brandon Shane
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