Poem 4: The Girl Across The Street

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She danced with the angels,
And sang with her demons.
She was such a good girl,
Yet much of a heathen.
I've never stepped
A single foot in her shoes,
But I somehow know, that
Wherever she may go, I can tell she's bruised.
I wish to lift her spirits up high,
If only I could just say hi.

-Ashleigh Mull 12/19/2016

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