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I see things No one else looks I know the meanings Pay attention to the small things Little talks can read like books I see things Conversations defined by greetings Feelings slip from hooks I know the meanings You can cave in all your ceilings Body Language you mistook I see things High and low fill your feelings From having no outlook I know the meanings Interactions are only dealings Thieves, liars, and crooks I see things I know the meanings
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Dec 9, 2012
Dec 9, 2012 at 1:30 PM UTC
I see things
I see things No one else looks I know the meanings Pay attention to the small things Little talks can read like books I see things Conversations defined by greetings Feelings slip from hooks I know the meanings You can cave in all your ceilings Body Language you mistook I see things High and low fill your feelings From having no outlook I know the meanings Interactions are only dealings Thieves, liars, and crooks I see things I know the meanings
This is a poem for a class that I'm supposed to put out to the public, so any comment you may have would be greatly appreciated! Thank you! This poem is a set-form Villanelle
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Dec 9, 2012
Dec 9, 2012 at 1:30 PM UTC
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