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Aug 2017
I looked at everything as if it were a blur,
Rose petals were slowly falling down,
Colored lights quickly escaped my eyes,
Fireworks where seen by people passing by
as I tried to figure everything out, your eyes dawned on mine.

At the middle of the line, there you were,
Dressed in denim with your hair slicked back,
I laughed at how hard you tried to look formal,
It’s obvious, how nervous you must’ve felt,
And yet, you walked towards me.

At that moment I knew I had to leave,
But the situation seemed surprising,
The closer you got, the farther I knew we’d grow apart.

At that moment, you were standing by my side,
You genuinely smiled.
Right then and there, I knew it wasn’t me you were looking at,

But the girl from behind.
Miss She
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Miss She
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   Yitkbel and Mark Karuna
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