Most see, yet Most do
not see the sorrow, the tears
inside one's heart and when
most finally see, most do not ask
why or care.
I am not most, but I am few.
Tell me why are you sad, why
do you cry?
My dearest friend
we can share our pain together.
We can cry, you and I.
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