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Author: edupuisSee what i see. see all the unmade faces. see the the hurt in their eyes alls they can do is look in the skys They wish they could like a bird. soft spoken and hardly heard. Edward dupuis
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Posted: Mon Nov 16, 2009 2:56 AM CST
About this poem:
if you take a moment and really take a real good look around at people in daily rush threw this life. How many are really right here??