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Tears,
  does anyone
  know what
they are saying?

A couple,
  open,
in loving embrace.
Their smiles and
laughter touch
me.

A man coming
down a
street,
jacket stained
   in grim
  and grease
In soulless
shoes.
Passing he
stinks of
cheap drink
  and piss.

I look in
his eyes,
   but there
is no one
home.

A memory,
happy,
hand and
hand married
souls
walk a park
a spring day
life in bloom.

This morning
In my mirror
shaving,
those
tears….

What are they
saying?

Maybe I
cut myself
shaving.

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