Numbers

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1 word,

2 lips,

3-4-5 fingers form 1 fist.

1 corner,

Millions of faces,

3-4-5 reasons to hide,

1 child,

2 eyes,

10-12-15 years of fear.

A broken promise,

A group of wild faces,

Angry whispers,

Locks on my mind.

"Look at me!" Is what I want to tell you.

"Talk to me every once in a while!"

"Find me a cure for all these tears."

"I'd really like to exhale for the first time in my life."

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