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Jun 2013
I hate the kind of cry
That you only know is there
Once it hits your cheeks.


So into your thoughts
You don't realize the salty tears
Coming down...

                    all the way down.

I let the liquid find its way to my chest
It reaches my heart and then
I remember why I'm crying


You.

                                             You both.
                                                                                                         All of you.
                                                                                                                                                         Everyone.
Lily Hasler
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