A Turquoise Stare
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For years I dreamt of the lady from the deep. She never spoke but her eyes would haunt my waking hours. To this day I still expect to turn a corner and see her waiting for me. At times she is almost more real then the people I spend so many hours with each day. There is only one question my soul aches to ask her but I despair that I may never get the chance.
