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Definition

Beautiful, as she meandered into the profile picture of her dreams.

Hair meticulously styled, angle right, and artificial light to highlight that which is dark.

I thought, certainly she was someone to befriend, yet she wanted nothing to do with me. She loved to sin.

I found a woman with a double chin, bags under her eyes, walking around the block, taking it all in.

I thought her time had come and gone, nothing more to my life could she add.

Wishing she’d be a mere acquaintance, I left after our small conversation, not recognizing she was the definition of a friend.

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