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One day, one day
everyone
will see this heart I am wearing
on my sleeve.
One day, far away from now,
No one
will even remember me.
No one
ever
ever
can see me.
I feel as if I am
drowning
in a turmoil of words
that my pencil
isn't
fast enough
to record.
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