I see her
She does look like me but it's not me because I am here talking to you
I can just touch about her my fingernails brushing a few strands of her hair as she moves past me then I saw another and another
Who I was
Who I am
Who I want to be
All dancing , parading and stumbling
Watching me stare.
YOU ARE READING
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