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Different MAG
January 5, 2012
If you were blind you'd hear my voice and call me musical.
You'd touch my hand and call me clean.
You'd feel my heart and call me friend.
Yet you can see.
And just because your eyes see my colors,
I am
no longer
musical.
No longer clean.
No longer called friend.
You hear my voice and call me loud.
You touch my hand and call me filthy.
you crush my heart
and call me different.
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