New student

September 1, 2011
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I watch her walk
Like a car on auto pilot
Route memorized, no doubt in her mind
Lips move and I follow
Like a man possessed
No beauty, no poise, but confidence:
A blaring neon light.
Like a mirage in this labyrinth
I blink and she's gone

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