Margaret Widdemer (1884-1978 / United States)
I LOOK at all the people
Who meet me and are gay,
And wonder have they broken hearts
That hurt night and day?
So I am very kind to them
Whoever they may be,
Because they may have broken hearts–
Broken hearts, like me.
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