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Looking around I wonder if what I see is truly there.  If the things you lead me to believe are true; Listening half-heartedly to conversations I wonder if what I am hearing is just the sounds of the dead  Dead thoughts
She closes her eyes, takes in a deep breath. She’s thinking of all the excuses she’ll have to make. And all the reassuring comments.   “There’s just something in my eye.” “Yes, I’m sure I’m okay.”
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