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She Was...
She was
Somnambulating
In
Broad Daylight.
She was
Soliloquising
In
A Room Full of people.
She was
Fiddling with a viola
She did not know
How to play.
She was
Swimming
Through a flotsam
Of oblivion.
She was tapping her feet
To a tune,
Which
Dissipated into thin air.
She was
Humming
To Herself,
Out of the earshot
Of everyone.
She was
Far from Alive
When
The sun sank.
She was
Caught in
A whirlwind
Of Clamouring
Memories.

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