There are things we couldn't know
Things that hard to explain,
Couldn't see the real things how
Even to think are harder to complain.
Though help may able to ask
But it's hard to speak it up,
A difficult word to be a task
A task would be hard to wind-up.
Harder than to speak and to show
Still in the midst of knowing,
Having a hard time to see beyond shadow
Until the edge come flowing.
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Note:
A poem comes from Thin Line.
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Jr.
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