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It seems like hours

I stand here waiting for it 

for a fight to start


I cannot hear words

their conversation is mute 

I can't get closer


I can see them, though

eyes wide with fear on both sides

surely they see truth 


Now the crowd chants loud

"Gates! Open! Sign the paper!"

Tears form in my eyes 


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