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Jun 2013
Today
I met a ******* my bus home
She was different
She had a piercing in her nose
A black leather jacket
Black open toad shoes
Blue jeans
and a cup of coffee!

She looks so beautiful
So.....innocent
Yet.

Her face told you different stories
Her face was sad
Sadder than the moon
Her auburn hair was all up in her face
She clutched her iPhone tightly
waiting for someone to call..
But there was no call

She waited and waited
until my stop came
Then I left the bus
I don't know what happened next
but we can all hope for the best..
atleast
Sir B
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Sir B  Mind Palace
(Mind Palace)   
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