The One

July 14, 2016
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Passing throught the thespian weathered threshold,

my gaze fell upon a ginger bristled colleen,

meandering and softly humming within the clouds.


So I, with eyes diverted,

continued on my way;

no harm was done.

Yet, I had fallen.

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