i feel pain

more than that

of my own

seated on the bus

i witness

lines on faces

stories

strain

of lives lived

news of the day

images

far away

burdens of many

felt

close to home

what

can i do

for you

and for me

don't understand

why a magician

can't make it

disappear ,

crying outside

and

deep within

bent over

sights

sounds

lay me down

my voice

whispers

wishes

selfish

for strength

of more than

one

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