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That day
she sat alone

all curled up
and so small
and so tender
(on the outside)
and scared like a little rabbit

making herself look little

while he passed her more than once

and she thought
(more than once)
that he
(somehow)
would just sit down beside her
and make her company

Her imagination didn't go as far as to make up a conversation;
Her imagination never went far.

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