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Sep 2013
She stared out the window, looking
past the reflection of everything behind her.

The rain, past the trees. Past
the small ***** of light and
near the merest glimpse of
the purple sunset. She was
lost in the window.
Ellen Bee
Written by
Ellen Bee  North Carolina
(North Carolina)   
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