Through The Glass Darkly

She sat as people came and went

They had plans


She had a mark

set apart



What is this free will?

 She pondered what it was like

She had always been stopped


Self Restraint

Social Standing

Lack of talent

A plain face

Self doubt

Then she disappeared

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