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Paradox
a shade darker, a shade brighter
tears color my eyes
down from my cheeks to stain my body crimson
creeps a flush
in my head, not my chest
is the thud of my heart
softness and gentleness cease to exist in my voice
ragged and heavy my breath rasps
these words are caused by no pain
this pain is caused by no words
this is the paradox of tears
SA. Sommer
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