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The Smile of a Stranger
After our love ended
I was left wondering
if we were part of any
grand design or simply
pretty accidents of nature.
My emptiness begged
for some type of filling.
When I returned the smile
of a stranger, I realize
how vulnerable I'd become.
That same night when I felt
his coming, I knew my
emptiness would not be filled.
I was left wondering
if we were part of any
grand design or simply
pretty accidents of nature.
My emptiness begged
for some type of filling.
When I returned the smile
of a stranger, I realize
how vulnerable I'd become.
That same night when I felt
his coming, I knew my
emptiness would not be filled.
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