she stands there
hand in pocket
soaking in all that
is novel and
unopinionated yet
herstorical
she smiles
amicably recalling
various twists and turns
that came before while
conveying
soluble friendship or
approachable kindness and
longing for kindred souls
unbeknownst
no one bothers herself with
another's unprejudiced welcome or
need
only she with
hand in pocket
standing alone
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