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My eyes race

along the lines she writes

and I start to see

the wars she fights


these wars

about which she writes

while she breaks down

the walls she build


these walls she build

to be save and sound

while hurting

inside and out


I leave her alone

Unnoticed and drowned

In thoughts and feelings

While trying not to be found

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