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A girl of twelve, dainty gamine limbs
and eyes as big as a doll's teacups
meets a boy of fourteen, on the cusp
of high school, not remotely a man
but already involved with a gang
(City kids grow up too fast).

The quintessential archetype of a crush,
the pale golden hue of his skin
is only surpassed by the brilliance of his hair

she knows he is just misunderstood;
his tragedies make him all the more alluring
(Wounded birds are hard to resist).

She watches him quietly, wistfully,
and aches to chase away his demons
But never utters a word.
Some women never overcome the
self-destructive urge to heal a man

(Others become busy healing themselves).

BQ14, 119 words.

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