Through a Timeline No Sham

 Seize her. Time to measure me. Look at a deeper, truer image. 

Memory from 68 years past. Imagination, hearsay, mystery, photographs. 

Unsaid words, uncluttered thoughts, driven by the wind, caressed by the sun.

I see a bony framed child on a bike. 

I see a monster beside me. Be still. I am so afraid. 

I see an insecure adolescent.

I see a sad faced girl - confused. 

Who is she? 

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