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Jan 2015
I don't go out of the house much anymore
If I do it's for work or food
or a walk with the dog
maybe through the woods
Just not for people
I've grown tired
of looking into their eyes
of seeing how they look at you
sizing you up
deciding what little box
to stuff you into
before moving on by
The eyes can tell you
in the space of a second or two
if a person's heart's in the right place
if they want something good for the world
or just for themselves
So I don't go out much anymore
I've learned that most others
just can't see past their own worlds
JDG
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JDG  Ohio
(Ohio)   
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