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Jul 2022
I just cannot see
Why you won't open to me?
Why put up that wall
When you know that I'm not tall?
Yet, though I am just small
Still, I can see it all
When I get a glimpse
into your wounded heart.
S R Mats
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S R Mats  F/Houston, TX
(F/Houston, TX)   
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