He met her on the corner In a street by his Town a girl of no substance a face with a frown. He tried to get her attention she ignored his every word he didn't want to give up Looking feeble and absurd. Day by day he stopped sometimes for a glance going out of his way at times Hoping to meet per chance. Her very being enthralled him never wanting anything more determined to never give up to even up the score. But still she always denied him she wanted to be left in peace the surrounding mystery deepened a jigsaw with a remaining piece. One day he walked right by her tried staring into space her eyes were like caverns deep black with no disgrace The day had finally arrived she vanished without a trace was she in his imagination? this girl without a face.
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