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Apr 2013
We smile, laugh, send kind words each way,
radiating joy and sweetness,
though it is stopped by a clear wall.
Voices travel smoothly though our ears,
but there is no touch, no warmth,
no matter how close together we become,
we are blocked by this clear wall.
Attempts to punch through it are feeble,
for the pane is miles thick,
you’d need to go around it,
maybe swallow a pill and float through.
My heart is mechanical, typing hearts,
filling my brain with pleasant feelings,
but the remainder of the beating flesh,
knows this to be true,
but refuses to accept it for it remembers;
Human love.
Written by
Heath Leonard  20/Agender/USA
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