Do you suppose I saw
That time when a tear
Streamed down your face?
Do you think I saw
That defense in your eye,
So menacing a look?
Can you visualize your hardened face
with oxi-dried lining
Meant to reflect harsh winds?
Do you not think
I too felt the same,
Bu couldn't say much to comfort you?
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