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When You Werent Looking
...why.
...Cant you
...care
...more
...about
...me.
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A breeze blows up touching my cheek like a little childs kiss. It flutters a piece of paper. Trash out there Must belong to one of us. We move closer and when I reached for it I find...... a perfect paper airplane.
- Ellen Hopkins