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Mar 2013
they always ask
whats in a name
but they never ask
who you are
or what you mean
or what you stand for

they never ask
if your smile is real
or if you see the light
or if you’re starting to heal

they never ask
if you’re okay
or if you’re even breathing
or even living

and it’s sad
because most of the time
you’re not
Emily Mackenzie
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Emily Mackenzie  Canada
(Canada)   
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