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Leaning up against the window,
cold seeping through you'r thin coat
no friends around,
at least,
none you recignize.

Hood drawn up
to block out sound,
try not to hear the laughter,
distanced from the croud.

Does he have a name?
this hidden kid,
does he have a voice?
this silent shadow.

I want to know who he is,
but can I break his walls of cloth?
will he put his hood down
and talk back?





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