poem 19: noticed

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wouldnt it be wonderful

to bask in that soft golden glow

where you are seen 

where you are cared for?


wouldnt it be wonderful 

for people to look at you

with admiration

flickering in their eyes?


wouldnt it be wonderful

for you to look at people 

and think

i am loved?


wouldnt it be wonderful

to be noticed?

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