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A thousands rains shall pour, yet only I am drenched,
Untold evils befall, yet only my fist is clenched,
It seems they stand unmoving, are they all just blind,
Does it happen to them too? Is it just my mind?
Perhaps I am the ignorant one, unmoving with the behold,
To them it’s deep and dark, to me, simply foolish gold.

Perhaps what we feel is evil, and only what we see is unfair,
To others is a virtue – you may look but never stare,
Do we all endure this sinister cruel with appearance oh so fair,
Just to view the others, if their damage, that they too can bare,
Does this justify cancellation, and say it’s all the same,
Is this an excuse, to hide the truth we blame?

For I was the ignorant one, but so were they and you,
We all face this darkness, no telling, constant rue,
Realise this and your never alone, no matter how heavy the pain,
Someone’s out there is heavier, different, yet all the same.

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