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Paper People

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When you tore your eyes away
my worlds became asunder.
My friends dull and blur their faces
muddy water.
Within those depths I lost
my kingdom.
Mirror with no reflection.

Your interest was
consumed by life,
then death
it came ensemble.

First died
a hero smiling
sword static from
his birth.

Excitement rushed
to meet itís end
never knowing
what it was.

Torn by wind paper
people smile
as they fly away.
I feel
I barely
knew them.
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