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Jul 2012
Daylight:
A busy market.
I was lost
and I waited for everyone
to notice.

Twilight:
Eleven people,
I was lost
and I waited for anyone
to notice.


Midnight:
Just emptiness,
I am lost
(still)
and no one
notices.
Amber Lee
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Amber Lee
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