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Watching from Nowhere
The time she stood and waited
near the door, standing there
in her best white gown.
delicate and sheer,
hoping to catch his eye,
she stared at him,
expressionlessly
hoping for some word,
and he transfixed was looking
at her in the mirror behind
in the corner of the room
her reflection reiterated
100,000 times
and he could not hear
a word she was saying
for the sight of her.
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near the door, standing there
in her best white gown.
delicate and sheer,
hoping to catch his eye,
she stared at him,
expressionlessly
hoping for some word,
and he transfixed was looking
at her in the mirror behind
in the corner of the room
her reflection reiterated
100,000 times
and he could not hear
a word she was saying
for the sight of her.
runningturtle87
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