A Gaze Through My Reality-scope

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A little corner store,

selling the usual things,

and yet there was more,

behind the story of the "usual" happenings,

on the surface a friendly face greeted,

and the community was quiet,

and everyone customer was treated,

like they owned it,

however in reality,

when that sign turned to closed,

the things one could see,

as the truth was exposed,

the ugly truth was that,

the store was a cover up for smuggling,

and the man who sat,

behind the register was juggling,

two lives at the same time,

convenience store by day,

human smuggling by night yet his worst crime,

he sold children to those willing to pay,

the story shouldn't end there,

but who would suppose,

or try to hear,

the voices of those who were sold after the store was closed.