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People look at you with a backward stare,
Trying to hide their feelings with yours,
A long line of unjust hate,
Is the way that I see it,
Maybe it is not meant,
It is just portrayed,
Do not want to figure it out,
Going back and forth like a time bomb,
That is meant to explode,
Not a superpower at all,
A fear that is spread in the meantime,
An outward touch of the mind's eye,
Not sated but bent and broken,
A valley that is left untouched by the desire,
To communicate somewhere else,
A problem that cannot be met.
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Comments (1)
Humans can be atrocious and their fear of different stops possible friendship and communication.