Those Vacant Spaces

Thursday, February 8, 2018

She took her place
Chin held high
The other one
On the other side

A full circle
Life had dealt
When to this quiet place
She stepped in stealth.

Lips curled in secret triumph
Eyes from scorn doth avert
In this quiet place
The endless wait....
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