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Oct 2013
Behind the glass
          there are

                                                                                              b
                                                                                              r
                                                                                              o
                                                                                              k
                                                                                              e
                                                                                              n

                                                                                          clocks.


Reflections of a foolish,

                                                                                               s
                                                                                               i
                                                                                               c
                                                                                               k

                                                                                             girl.


Trapped in an adult body,
             the Artist l i n g e r s
      beneath her mother's eyes;
          
                                                                                                  c
                                                                                                  a
                                                                                                  p
                                                                                                  t
                                                                                                  i
                                                                                                  v
                                                                                                  e

                                                                                                 of

                                                                                     i m a g i n a t i o n.

Caught inside the vicarious film
            outside of r e a l i t y;
       you were my favorite drama

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                                                                                                  m
                                                                                                   b
                                                                                                   e
                                                                                                    l
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Ria Vero Benthil
Written by
Ria Vero Benthil  Maine
(Maine)   
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