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    Some How the things I do, the things I know.
    Reflects my feelings that blinding glow.

    Some Days I cry, some days I smile.
    The lines on my face shows that very mile.

    Some Times I walk when I need to run.
    I hide in the play, I've lost the fun.

    Some Way I fight in a battle so lost.
    A heart so hurt but beats at no cost.

    Some One to hear, but no words are spoken.
    The touch of a whisper, my world so broken.























    SOME...

    Some How the things I do, the things I know.
    Reflects my feelings that blinding glow.

    Some Days I cry, some days I smile.
    The lines on my face shows that very mile.

    Some Times I walk when I need to run.
    I hide in the play, I've lost the fun.

    Some Way I fight in a battle so lost.
    A heart so hurt but beats at all cost.

    Some One to hear, but no words are spoken.
    The touch of a whisper, my world so broken.












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    In science one tries to tell people, in such a way as to be understood by everyone, something that no one ever knew before. But in poetry, it's the exact opposite.

    Franz Kafka (1883-1924) Czech writer.

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