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Josephine--A message to Section One
Almost four years later
Walks the girl who ceases
To exist.
Never was born.
Never lived.
Will never die.
She walks now in a strange
World--
A parallel universe
Where people live the
Lives no one was meant
To live.
That no one should have
To live.
So there she walks
With her simple features
And blonde waves drifting
About her shoulders.
Simple blue eyes that cast
Light onto everything in
Their gaze,
Hoping to brighten her
Dark future.
To You
She is identical to all
Those who walk with her,
Those who walk around her,
Distinguished only by
Name.
For, in her universe, all
That does exist are
Names.
Her personality is mine,
Setting me apart from
Those who walk with me
In my universe,
Those who walk around me
In my universe.
Because, in my universe,
I refuse to fade from
The foreground.
Because, in my universe,
You will never
Break me.
Because, in my universe,
Names
Just don't cut it.
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