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Dec 2013
once on a broken bench
on a yellow road
and old man heard a faint voice calling
weak hands reaching out for him
he found a teary eyed pair of cracked hazel eyes
looking for the wrong answers
to the right questions of silent voices
that no one else could hear
rivy
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