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I saw her today
At first I wasn't sure it was she, it wasn't how she looked but how she was
Her hair, the same soft blonde, standing out amongst the others, reds, browns, black and even a hint of blue in there somewhere.
Her eyes, bluer than the sky after a rainfall, sharp and attentive, piercing and focused
Her shoulders broad and strong yet slim and gentle
Her jaw, set, determined and striking
Her hands, small and petite
Her back rigid and straight, sometimes softer, other times not
It wasn't how she looked, it was how she stood
The weight of the world was on her shoulders, decisions to be made by only her
Those around her pushing and asking questions
Which way to turn, which way to take
I saw her again today, not the same but only just different
I knew it was she, it couldn't be anyone else
No one else looks like that, no one else can see through me to the other side
She looks at me, doesn't see me, just past me
She turns and smiles a polite smile, she asks a question
I don't answer because I can't stop staring
I'm looking into her eyes, wondering,
if she's here where's her mother?
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