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I see her

She stares right through

I hear her

She notices not even my rampant heart

Her beauty magnified

I, petrified-

Could only hope

For once chance

To not be a ghost.

To be seen, heard

Not live in a life of mirrors,

Only seeing my reflection.

I want to break through

Shatter the glass hell I

Have been secluded to

So I can reach out

And hold your hand.

Hold it to my heart

So you can feel my

Love for you and

Open your eyes to see..

I am not an illusion.

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