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Feb 2018
Cruelty is a kind of dismissiveness,
A remembering to forget,
Not to notice or take an interest,
Ignore rather than prepare.

I have met it infrequently,
Thank goodness,
But harsh it is
And sharp as a knife,
Slicing through another's pain
As easy as butter.

Love Mary

To all those who have suffered at the hands of others .
Written by
Mary Gay Kearns  67/F/Hertfordshire , UK
(67/F/Hertfordshire , UK)   
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