We want hard
And feel fast
and overlook
the others' grief
others' sorrow
We can't see
Because we look
and want to look
above the rest
actively miss him
or mishear her
Where would we
Get calm and reflect?
is not the other
real too?
What about inside?
Where does the look go
that we miss
actively lie
by misseeing
When life is short
And hearing takes long
And what we miss
Will not repeat
Every sight
Every together
Every one
Counts
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