Layers and layers of dead skin
started falling off one night
left. I had to step outside.
People stopped and stared,
face glowing like the sun-
I smiled and waved.
For the first time,
they noticed me.
I whispered good-bye to yesterday
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Layers and layers of dead skin left. I had to step outside.
People stopped and stared, face glowing like the sun- I smiled and waved.
For the first time, they noticed me.
I whispered good-bye to yesterday Author notesPrompt : Visible In a listA contest entry
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