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They ask how I'm doing I can read the concern Written on their faces When I only reply That I'm doing fine "Just fine?" They ask With a sympathetic smile "Yes, just fine." I'm not happy And I'm not sad It's not black And it's not white I'm somewhere in the middle The lines being blurred I've just become N U M B
