he is not there,
you may think you saw him
standing there
you may think he even looked
sad standing there
alone, by himself.
but that is not him,
so glance away,
do glance away
or else you may feel
like he is really there
you may even feel his pain
you don't want that
so glance away.
there,
isn't that better
like that, to be
dead.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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