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and if my sighs are all my honest thoughts that
did not reach its destination,
that did not fulfill its purpose

to be expressed

...are all my smiles the lies they believed?

if my tears is the sos which is remained uncheck,
in which it failed to be noticed as it hides beneath

camouflaged in the skin

...are all my laughter the deception they got lured in?

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