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May 6, 2018

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I sit right here, why don't you see me? 
I laugh right next to you, why can’t you hear me? 
I say I’m fine, why can’t you see the pain in my eyes? 
I try so hard to be heard, so hard to be seen, why am I not good enough? 
Will my life ever hold significant?
Would you even care if I was gone?

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