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17h
I look at you
the person I thought
I knew
Who’s now
Long gone

You sit amiss
of who I am
smile if I can
and hope to connect

A look
or glare
who is that
sat there

Some reaction
I need
my heart
seems to bleed

Iv lost who I am
my life has gone
yet I see you sat
staring out of the window

Just smile
for a little while
a conversation I need
do you know me
Written by
Sheila Stafford
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