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He’s feels a victim Sad Alone Afraid No one sees him. Not anyone that matters. Those that matter Left. Ignored. Cut deep. He comes to visit. He’s welcome here. More often with ease He comes. And sometimes too, Heroes within Lift him up High And Indomitable.
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Oct 5, 2025
Oct 5, 2025 at 8:05 AM UTC
The Child
He’s feels a victim Sad Alone Afraid No one sees him. Not anyone that matters. Those that matter Left. Ignored. Cut deep. He comes to visit. He’s welcome here. More often with ease He comes. And sometimes too, Heroes within Lift him up High And Indomitable.
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Oct 5, 2025
Oct 5, 2025 at 8:05 AM UTC
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