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Mar 2018
Empathy
Very different from sympathy,
People don't always get it
Or they wish they had it,
that's what connects you and me.

It could be from the breaking of a bone
the way her tears flow
Maybe,
the sadness in a movie
the trip to the doctor
or a story about your friend who had lost his father.

Either way,
the world wouldn't be the way it is without you and me
we are never in drought
we are still growing
Along with the roses and the trees.
Kylie
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Kylie  19/F/Arizona
(19/F/Arizona)   
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