The Girl

Her eyes glistened like a reflection upon a clear lake,

Her hair ran like a fire through a forest

He gazed upon her, stricken with her beauty,

She stared back at him and turned,

He chased after her for eternity,

But she never turned again.

He chased her

Until he

Died

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