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Nov 2017
I notice the face at first
I see where they look, how they react
I can tell the curious ones
I can tell the boring ones
What one stares at reveals so much

I can see their expressions
Are they reserved? Outright?
I can tell the confident ones
I can tell the shy ones
How one acts tells me their worlds

As light reaches you before sound,
What I hear next confirms my prior assumptions
I prompt conversation knowing the outcome,the response
If wrong I recalculate and return to better understand you
It's just a little game I like to play
A game that tells me exactly what I knew
The game that tells me all of you
Mr E
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Mr E
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   vincent j kelly and Tammy M Darby
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