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Aftermath
Music playing,
I watch you
Sadly smiling.
I hold myself together.
Although I could
Break at a feather.
How you do it,
I can’t fathom.
I’d need to be hit.
It’s not even me
But I feel that
It could be.
Only you are a rock.
If it ‘twere me
I couldn’t even mock.