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Dec 2015
Being the ears
that listens
than the mouth
that speaks
I find how insignificant
we are all to each other

I find not one worry
in any of the names
that they mention
just "Me, Myself, and I"
and every lie in between

I find it humorous
how the world revolves
in every one-upping
as everyone speaks
in competition
and I quietly sit there
with a smile
in every comment
just waiting for a turn
to be listened
The "conversation" continues,
losing every turn I could muster
and realizing after every word
how I have no right to speak
as everyone's sadness and agony
as everyone's joy and success
I must find more important than mine
GfS
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