to the never alone but always lonely
the ones who see the love
but only feel phony
the ones who watch them all pass
the ones who came,
but never could last.
to the ones who broke inside but fix others.
whom all the shattered pieces
created by long looking mothers.
to the ones who are standing and have always stood.
where everyone is looking
the places no one could.
Poetry
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For they are truly unique and beautiful!