Fictional
she was fictional,
something beyond human comprehension.
Her change seasonal,
as she looked at the creamy horizon.
The thing that she lack,
The thing that human beings clearly have.
Looks back at the past,
She was incapable of sharing love.
Copyright © Odd Celio | Year Posted 2016
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