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Just a poem in a lighter note
Everywhere I look,
I see these people.
All kinds of different people.
These beautiful people,
I find estranged.

Full of aptitude,
bereft of not a thing.
And yet, there's fighting.
forgotten understanding.
and few still believe.

In magic, of mystic things
childish in hue.
And of deep shade red,
inside our hearts,
in these beautiful people.

Which I see pieces of me,
so in mirrors I see you.
The inner person,
"do not fear my friend
for I am just like you."

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