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She Came Saying "violet"

Who is she? What girl there, do you recognize her? I, I do not know who she is... tell me, who are you? "Look in the mirror to find out look into these eyes" No, no I do not know you, just go away. With that; hands trembling, break the mirror there watching herself fall into pieces. "But I am you silly, I am a part of you. I can't really make this stop but won't you please, let me out to play." "See, look; we can't feel a thing now you stay right here in this moment, and I shall play the part of you in this wonderful show called LIFE." who are you though? "Me? Why I am you. But you, you may call me Violet."

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Date: 7/13/2009 5:32:00 PM
Hello Violet, My intimate friends call me Ismael. You may call me what you wish. Love, Will
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