I saw her from a distance.
Body swollen and slouched, she sat motionless,
Her face was reddened, puffy, through years of neglect,
but a flash of vivid blue struck me, echoing a story of a distant past.
As I smiled and gently touched her face slipping her a coin, she smiled back and a tiny tear brightened her lovely blue eyes, then fell softly on her cheek.
We had made our connection, both touched by our experience,
Only ours to know and understand.
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