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Are You Listening?

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Do you see it when its true?

Do you often realize honesty

Stroking grimly across your cheek?

Quick to turn

Cold, abrupt against the face

A steady thundering slap.

I am blind to its ring

Not hearing the dark

Before it has closed in upon my eyes.





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