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Mar 2017
From a distance behind glass doors
There he moves elegantly
Then disappears from my sight.

Suddenly at a time and a place
Quite in synch
He smiles at me
A shy smile like never before
Behind no glass door.

Then disappears from my sight
Again.


-- Eleanor
The Boy In the Red Shirt
Eleanor Rigby
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Eleanor Rigby
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