Her Smile

I ran into Her the other day; she looked pale and broken down. I looked into her eyes like I had done so many times before, so long ago, but the Moon had vanished from her iris. She was not the one I used to know.

I asked Her what had happened to Her smile. She turned Her head and buried it in the ground.


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