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Moe Mar 2018
i hear laughs,
quiet whispers,
all around me.

do they not see
that i know,
they're about me?

fighting back tears,
before they trickle down my face.
i wish, i had someone to embrace.

in these hard times,
i stand alone,
and that's how true colors are shown.

— The End —