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Rosh Koch

Apparition

She appeared out of thin air
turned my world upside down.
She touched my life
and made me feel real.
Suddenly and
without any fanfare
she was gone.
 
An apparition whispering in the wind.

Originally written Nov 3, 2013 about a girl I once knew

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