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Nov 2017
The mistake was the look
     -He won't see-
     -It's just a glance-

So I looked.

And he saw
     -Caught my eye-
  I looked away.

Too late.

I can see his eyes
     When I close mine.

I am betrayed
     -Not by love lost-
     -Not by him-

But by that look.
You know that look. That feeling. I'm sure you do.
Mica Kluge
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Mica Kluge  25/F/Appalachia
(25/F/Appalachia)   
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