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Jul 2020
Can you touch it?
Can you hear it?
Can you taste it?
Can you see it?
Can you smell it?
Let me ask again.
Can you touch the broken shadows?
Can you hear the painful bellows?
Can you taste the bitter truth?
Can you see the dreadful youth?
Can you smell the putrid words?
Can you feel the movement of one’s action?
Can you perceive the sensation of your nerves?
Now let me ask again.
What can you do—
In a world that went through and through?
What can you give—
To a person who is desperate to live?
What can you...
It’s hard to lend a hand when you can’t sympathize but sometimes it’s harder to lend a hand pretending that everything is alright.
Lulu Sarmiento
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Lulu Sarmiento  24/F/Philippines
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