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Apr 2015
She knows thousands,
but only loves rarely.
She sees hundreds everyday,
but only speaks to very few.
Many thinks she's selfish,
or hates them.
But really,
she's the outcast among all outcasts.
She dreams of the day where she can travel away,
to places where she can give all her love.
And never expect any in return.
She isn't all for love when it's being returned.
It's taken years for even family to know what she may truly think.
So she gives instead,
finding peace in nothing other than the love of loving.
This method leaves her to know so many,
their thoughts,
their actions,
how they love,
how they feel,
but it leaves only 2 knowing,
her thoughts,
her actions,
how she loves,
and how she feels.
It's nothing against the world or people,
It's just how she is.
Written by
Brigit Kelly
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