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You enter a room, and everyone stops to watch.
You smile, and the world’s a better place.
Your face is a marvel, showing your emotions readily once people know how to read you. The way you move, the little nuances in how you hold yourself, all add to the phantasmagoria that is you.
You look at me and I’m caught, part of the wonder that is you if only for the briefest moment.
You look away and I’m lost.
What did you see?
The friend who’s spent a decade sharing everything?
Or a forlorn soul with no hope at all?
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phantasmagoria \ fan-taz-muh-GOR-ee-uh \, noun:
1. A shifting series or succession of things seen or imagined, as in a dream.
2. Any constantly changing scene.
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