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Peter J Thomas Oct 2016
Not noticed on inspection,

Nor found on careful looks,

No telltale signs apparent,

Nothing read in books,

No plaster can repair it,

The scars and soul are torn,

The problem of my broken mind,

Endured since I was born.
Peter J Thomas Mar 2016
Who is it that's watching you,

Your phone, your files, and more,

What will they see when they look close,

Yes, every crack, and flaw.

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