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When you look at me From across the aisle, What do you see? A quick smile, A blank face, Then empty space... I see beauty, to a degree, And makeup and... uncertainty? But certainly, humanity.
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Nov 4, 2015
Nov 4, 2015 at 4:54 AM UTC
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When you look at me From across the aisle, What do you see? A quick smile, A blank face, Then empty space... I see beauty, to a degree, And makeup and... uncertainty? But certainly, humanity.
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Nov 4, 2015
Nov 4, 2015 at 4:54 AM UTC
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