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Apr 2020
Why do they smile back
When they know my grin
Does not make it to my eyes?

Is it to mock
My pained eyes,
Which shouldn’t exist?

Or because...
They don’t notice;
And never bothered to look?
I’m glad they don’t bother to worry about me. Saves them time an emotion as well as saves me from excessive guilt.
Ayn
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Ayn  20/M/Wherever I May Roam
(20/M/Wherever I May Roam)   
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