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Sep 2018
Our eyes do not lie;
hide behind the keyboard and cry.
This is where our true intentions die.

Our eyes do not cry;
hide behind the keyboard and die.
This is where our true intentions lie.

Our eyes do not die;
hide behind the keyboard and lie.
This is where our true intentions cry.
Jack L Martin
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Jack L Martin  47/M/Somewhere Else
(47/M/Somewhere Else)   
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