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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?
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