Look at Me
You stared through and through
A light breeze that blew
But did you ever really see
My heart or the real me
Where was your mind
Or is your heart blind
Another thing you don’t see
Here I am – look at me
Our silent words are sometimes hard even for us the narrators to hear. A poignant piece. Thank you😇
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Thank you, Ellen.
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