secretly unaware

May 3, 2010
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I, I do, read between the lines.
Where each and every secret strays.
From pen to paper
A common match
Just, to reassemble

Causes, to dismiss
Alost among the cracks.
Of both man and child
Lie unmatched
To try to re-spark
The ever so constant fire

Where every hidden eye does lead
An honest abe, must’ve deceived
Cry, for where the out most lay
Of some poor hardened bum
May be

Me, I of many colors
State the unexpected turn
Have hidden wonders that seep
Right underneath the rhyme, I speak

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