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Apr 2010
To be me ,the one that sees but is never seen
Lies or truth who can tell
Am I what they see or something more
someone calls, but they do not hear me cry out
Is this real or just my dream
pain means nothing
defeated once again by nothing
love, life, home, peace
does any of this exist
what does it mean
can this truly be what was meant for me
Written by
Maria Rodriguez
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