Life kept rolling her over
like a piece of driftwood
in the surf of an angry sea
she was intelligent and beau-
tiful and well-off she made
friends easily yet she wasn’t
able to put the pieces to-
gether into any recognizable
shapeshe wasn’t sure who
she wanted to beso she
ended up being no one in par-
ticularshe made herself al-
most invisibleshe was the
person you loved so much who
really wasn’t there at all.
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