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her? no, i don't know her any more...i don't know where she came from, i never thought i would see those things in her brown eyes. no, she's just a little strange, the way she stares back at me without blinking, without moving, just standing there. i don't know what she's thinking any more, she's turned her back on me and i'm waiting with the hollowness of a beach waiting for the waves to rush back in on it, i'm waiting for the tide to come back..for my breath to come back so i can breathe again. i don't know this girl-woman any more, she refuses to let me in and i don't know why.
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