I watched her as she stood there- arms bent,
Poised to begin her performance,
as her shoulderblades jutted out;
her back half covered by the shadow from her protruding bones.
That- right there- She stood for everything I wish I could forget.
Happy as I may be now- she stands as the bridge to so many memories I won't ever forget, no matter how hard I
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