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Oct 2014
Who was she?
What were habits,
and quirks?
That made you smirk so softly
at the mention of her name.
Do you still see her?
As you drive around town, remember the past places
that you and her both occupied.
Do you take me to the same places?
Who was she?
And who am I,
except a girl who has come to realize.
That maybe it's not me that you like,
but the similar mannerisms that I have compared to her.
Who am I?
Am I the rebound?
Tatum O'Brien
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