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When I was in second grade
She came down from outer space, her
Parents came from Pluto and she
Spoke to me through her translator
Together at lunch we shared
Our food sitting cross-legged on the floor
I was much too shy to speak
But when she spoke non verbally
Through symbols on an LCD she
Spoke to me with words as sweet as
Candies made in outer space
She carried in the bag she always wore
She stayed for a month or so but
Soon enough she had to go she's
Hunted by the FBI and
Though we didn't know quite why we
Knew enough to know it meant we
Wouldn't see each other anymore
Sometimes I still think of her
Although the memories are blurred
And given a false sense of meaning
Endless rose-tinted daydreaming
Wonder what became of her
Has she ever thought of me before