notmine
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Light, how I ponder
It's surreal, knowing you came from so far and against impossible odds for you just to end up landing upon my skin.
It makes me think, much passed the brink of my intellect the answer must be
A girl with a silent struggle
Words caught in her throat
Carefully blended in
Edges too blurred
Easily missed.
Someone with a name
But a name of no distinction.
“What’s in a name?
