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When they come,  we hug them
And seal them in our hearts
Like we truly feel, hear and see
Wounds on our skin or smile on our face
Angst and hatred or the celebration
We cry for someone's defeat
We shout for someone's joy
Because all we know is
Words are mirror
Of someone's heart

What we read from here
Are views from our windows
We could see what are allowed for us to see
But oftentimes,  we see what the eyes cannot see
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