Sitting alone, in a dimly lit room
She brushes her graying hair
From her face and sighs,
Scrutinizing her reflection
In the window as the rain beats.
Her dulled eyes fill as they do so easily these days.
Even she can see their sadness
That concerned friends comment on,
But only amongst themselves,
Too afraid of hurting her but unsure of why.
They feel her pain,
But she has distan…
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