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Rated: E · Poetry · Emotional · #1211032

Written by myself, Jan. 13, 1986.

We look at the world through seperate eyes
The things I see, you can not.
We hear things in a different way
The things I hear, you can not.
Yet, together we drifted to share a time.
Now we go our seperate ways
To find out why we were so different.
In time we'll all be the same.
One mind, one life, feeling no pain. 
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