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I Saw A Woman
I saw a woman standing there
Her clothes tattered and torn
I saw a woman standing there
Her face looked so forlorn
A women full of worry lines
Grey streaks throughout her hair
A tear was rolling down her cheek
But she was unaware
Life had been hard, bitterly cruel
Her dreams taken away
And yet she’d fought with all her might
To face another day
I’d watched the woman standing there, now for quite a while
And as I watched her, she watched me
And we both began to smile
For as I looked into her deep, lost eyes
I soon began to see
The woman I was staring at, in the mirror, it was me!
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Natalie Pitt
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