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Dec 2017
Cinderella,
our dance lasted just a little more than an hola

Like the fairytale,
I barely got your detail before I lost your trail

Quirky, earthy and sorta birdie
so captivating like a painting in a gallery

You were gone right at twelve,
but worse than Cinderella herself
you didn't even leave a shoe behind
now I don't know whose foot to find

Samuel H
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Samuel H  122/M/California
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