This is a short poem about some thoughts of Aoshi on Misao.
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~Reflections~
I've been with many women in my life.
Strong ones, quiet ones,
Women who were attracted to my face,
My body,
Able to ignore my scars,
But never had I been with someone like her.
Young and happy
With that long soft braid,
Listening though I don't have much to say.
Once she sat on my lap
And whispered
"I'm not the little girl you think I am."
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