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Aug 2017
See me on the flip side
Meet me on the hill side
When you see through bruised eyes.

Let me know how it feels,
Only when in your mind:
You didn't care when in mine it festered.

The sea couldn't wash away,
The stain was oily on my skin,
How fragile we're only paper thin.

Saw the sea on the flip side,
Horizon painted pink shades
And green when it met the sea side.

Feel free when you see
All what's seen is part unseen
Truths perspective subjective.

Let me know how it feels,
Only when in your mind:
You didn't care when in mine it festered.
When you can see multiple truths and how they don't mesh together. Perspective and subjective.
Harry Roberts
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Harry Roberts  23/M/Between despair and joy
(23/M/Between despair and joy)   
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     --- and Johnny Scarlotti
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