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Dec 2012
I see things
No one else looks
I know the meanings

Pay attention to the small things
Little talks can read like books
I see things

Conversations defined by greetings
Feelings slip from hooks
I know the meanings

You can cave in all your ceilings
Body Language you mistook
I see things

High and low fill your feelings
From having no outlook
I know the meanings

Interactions are only dealings
Thieves, liars, and crooks
I see things
I know the meanings
This is a poem for a class that I'm supposed to put out to the public, so any comment you may have would be greatly appreciated! Thank you!
This poem is a set-form Villanelle
Written by
Avery Sharp
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