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| Poem by Daniella Simon and image by Martha Di Giovanni |
Mourners,
The ones who sit in corners,
The punished,
The Famished,
The killers,
and the one billion billers,
You have a soul,
Though you may receive your coal,
You aren't just a brain,
If you are old, you're not just a cane,
See aside from that,
And you will get past that imaginary blindness,
And you'll see,
The depth of your soul,
Whether you are good,
Or bad,
Or the truth...
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