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To Arrive Again

She was asleep,
Says the fluffy zebra print bed.
An organized one,
Whispers the empty closet shelf.
An explosive singer,
Whimpers the lonely piano
In the corner.
She was a competitive one,
Says the 1st place medals
Mounted on the wall.

Like Albert Einstein,
Says the worn out books
Stacked on the bookcase.
In a jumbled world of fantasy,
Says the dream catcher
Dangling over her head.

She’s dressed and ready,
Says the empty hanger
Swaying back and forth,
And the worn down eyeliner.
She’s gone,
Says the empty shoe space,
She’s gone,
They say.

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