Lalisa
L:ovely was her face,as she stared at me from afar,
A:n almost anguish color in her abstract stare,almost,
L:alisa was her name, beautiful and elegant, as she had told me,
I:always see her in my mind,in my dreams,like a remembrance, like a song,
S:he seems like a distant memory,but she was a milky dream,so pure,but foggy "who are you?" I always ask,but she only smiles,an eerie smile,
A:nd she always answers me with the same strange reply,a confusing reply,a reply I will never understand, "I am you".
Contest: Bite size contest no.60
Sponsor: Line Gauthier
Date: 28/2/3023
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