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Oct 2022
You expect everything to be fine
Talking like nothing has happened
Ignoring the main cause of silence

You never asked why
You never asked what happened
You never asked...

You expect me to be cheerful
You expect me to be happy
and hide my true emotions

"Be happy, Be squeaky"
Never once stopping to ask
why I have such tough skin
Writing of the Unknown
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Writing of the Unknown  F
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     --- and Khoisan
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