Likeness

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    Likeness

     I saw a guy and a girl on the bus today.
    He had bronze-brass hair, blue eyes
    And he was tall.
    Just like you
    She was cute, petite
    And she was Asian.
    Just like me.
    He held her hand
    She smiled at him
    They talked and laughed together.
    Just like we once did.
    Do you remember those times...?
    Or are they just a faded memory...?

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    Poetry is not the expression of personality but an escape from personality.

    T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.

    DangerousBeauty’s Poems (12)

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