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If you looked in the corners,

You'd find her right there.

Hidden by darkness,

And, the curls in her hair.

Her nose in a book,

With her head in the clouds,

Hiding her feelings, 

Away from the clouds.

If you sat by her side,

While the world passed you by,

She'd tell you the story,

Behind the pain in her eyes.

If you gave her five minutes,

You'd see how her smiles,

Make even the bad things,

In life seems worthwhile.

But, you don't look at corners,

You don't even glance,

So, she sits there still waiting,

To be given a chance.



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