The Invisible Person BY JAMES LAUGHLIN
Life kept rolling her over like a piece of driftwood
in the surf of an angry sea she was intelligent and beau-
tiful and well-off she made friends easily yet she wasn't
able to put the pieces to-gether into any recognizable
shape she wasn't sure who she wanted to be so she
ended up being no one in par-ticular she made herself al-
most invisible she was the person you loved so much who
really wasn't there at all.
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