Tuesday, July 12, 2011

Forgotten

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  1. No one remembered. No one remembered the little red sedan in the green stand of trees. No one remembered the cream-colored rope, stained brown and green by the forest. No one remembered the clear, shiny glass that reflected the yellow flashes of sun at high afternoon. No one remembered the once pink, vital young woman in the drivers seat, and no one remembered to even wonder what color she was now, seven years later.

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