Her

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As I look across from me.
I see her.
I see her natural beauty,
No makeup needed.
Her hypnotizing lips moving as she's explaining something to me.
I look at her.
Her eyes are shinning like the majestical stars.
I notice my cat meowing beside me.
I look at him; pet him; and tell him "shhh".
When I look back at her,
She's gone.
It wasn't her that I was seeing...
It was a memory of her.

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