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They Did Not Ask
At first, they did not ask,
Because they thought
I could not speak.
I had birthday parties
Just like you, but
Something was missing.
I continued to chant
That I was not an orphan,
But it was no use.
Again, they did not ask,
Because they felt guilty
And it was too late.
I kept switching trains.
I felt half-blind,
Sometimes half-deaf.
I learned to smile
...Wednesday 17th February 2021 12:04 am
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