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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