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An enigmatic poem, by Eliza, about Special Needs person’s psychology, exclusively for Different Truths.
Her eyes said that
she wants to dance,
have fun, go crazy.
Perhaps
she envied others –
of their dancing feet.
She envelops in infirmity –
she cried.
Nobody saw her tears,
nobody saw that
like others
she craves for life.
Maybe he did not want to see?
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