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I watched you in tragic beauty walk beneath my window.
aimed high, but unfocused . . . . sure, you never noticed me.
You always wore the same dress; bore the same
expression: "It's a loveless so what's the point of looking?
Let it be . . ." I throwing roses--thought I'd maybe
wave a flag. Had to try and force some connection--
but, a snag. It's my confession that I watch you in
my isolation. In my fear . . . that's the way it's been
for years. That's the way it always be . . .