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Sep 2013
She was like a hologram
a figure you could clearly see
but never get a good grasp of
She wandered off into a maze of mirrors
and you stared in awe as you
followed right behind her.
With a frown on her face,
she turned around and gave
you a questioning look.
You couldn't do anything but gaze back.
She shook her head slightly and
continued to explore the illusive room.
You followed right behind her
making absolutely sure that
it was her you were following
and not a mere reflection.
She turned around again,
"Why are you following me?"
with a smirk on her flawless face.
and you blink back.
Why are you following her?
Lost in a trance,
your mind suddenly jolts
you back into consciousness.
You look around,
and she's gone.
Gone
without a trace.
But you know you'd spend a lifetime
waiting for her to reappear.
just needed a distraction for a bit. done in one go.

this isn't based on a person... more on optimism (represented by the woman) or whatever non-material thing you wish to have.
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