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they stand in the light looking into the shadows
are they afraid? they glance, they point, they stare but they do not make a sound are they lost? or are they found? it isn't fair. alone in the shadows I walk hearing the voices - people talk I walk in the shadows, but am blinded by the light of the things that I see they always say that we are free but in sight do we really see?
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