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Jul 2019
I found an old photo of me.
Two years ago, about.
It made my brain bleed.

Flowers poured out of my eyes.
I tried to contain myself.
I promise I tried.

I could see it all in her face.
She smiled.
It almost covered her pain.

And maybe.
Just maybe.
She actually thought she was happy.
Alice
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