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Two different people

By , Tallamdge, OH
I cry alone,for there is no one to comfort me.
I cry with comfort, of family and friends.
I wander around cold and wet.
I have a home and warm clothes.
I have no warm food.
I always have a wonderful meal.
I cannot afford to go to school.
I have great education.
I have anger and guilt.
I am happy and content.
We are two different people.
Two different personalities.
Two different worlds.
We are two different people.





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