The Old Lady

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The Old Lady

In a building across the street,
She sits by the window,
Day in, day out
Always by her lonesome self,
She waves at people
As they walk by,
Whether they see her or not.
She waves at me,
I smile
And wave,
She smiles back at me
I wasn’t fooled
Beneath her façade
Was one of
The saddest smiles
I’ve ever seen

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