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Crying Younger

Saddness of an unlined face.
Eyes are dark, shutting away from Everything.

Consitraction...But on what?
On not to cry? A wasted effort.
For the tears threaten to come.

Lips set into an even line.
Thinking of nothing at all,
Somehow is still thinking of

Everything.





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