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May 2017
I am the person you walk past in the hall.
The person who sees everything
but yet no one sees at all.
I am a nameless face in the endless sea of people.
I see your tears-your fears
and the worst of the worsts the trauma
the heat...a nightmere that haunts you for years.
This is a world of hate and death.
But if you look around I'm there to help
Written by
S P Silver-Blade  21/F
(21/F)   
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