Although I’ve never met you
I see your beautiful body
Shoulders back
Walking proudly
I can’t help but write you
Always fresh and in a different form
I see right through my lines
The exact moment when he becomes you and she becomes me
A writers weakness is fulfillment of the mind
Do we have a choice of who it will be
I have a feeling that the answer is no; not even a maybe
Oldest Daughter & Red Headed Sister 
Very interesting. Is it like the face isn’t discernible?
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Yes, the one piece my mind has not yet needed in order to stay completely consumed.
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I like that.
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🙂
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A lovely lyrical interpretation of your inspiration with a particularly powerful denouement. Well done.
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Your return visit makes this girl very happy. Thank you, Mike.
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