"I know her" they said
though little did they know
they didn't really know her
just as a bee knew honey
the 'her' they referred to
was only the fictional carbon copy of herself
she allowed them to view in deceit
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Fragments of A Wanderer
Short StoryExcerpts from the mind of a wanderer. Through moments of darkness and in times of light the words confined in the pages within hold the thoughts of a teenage girl just trying to find her way. © All Rights Reserved 2016
