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Aug 2013
I was a passenger that day
the tourist.
Come,you said
I will take you to the trees.
You held my hand that day
as I cried for humanity
for the souls that would never feel
this place,
my tears were not enough for you that day
they were never enough.
I bled for you that day
it was only then that you smiled.
MoonChild
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