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Dec 2024
A sunny day

That's what they see.

A smiling face

As they stare back at me

Children are meant to be seen

But not heard

So then why do I yearn

To simply let loose

And scream

Smoke and mirrors are all

That they really see
Soulless
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Soulless  17/Other/Nowhere
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