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YOU MIRROR OF OUR STUPOR

They think me madBecause I stand here like an intrigued audience, watching youThey think it sadBecause I stand here like an awed tourist, smelling youMany are they who pass you by like a thing unworthyForcing questions to ask themselves in head as to who made you unworthy IIYou represent all that we areOur sorrowsOur tearsOur […]