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Who Knows
Tilted Head,
Eyebrow raised,
then the frown
comes across your gaze.
Back lengthens,
Neck cords tight,
Brown orbs piercing'
Lips pressed white.
Pointing at print,
WHY? WHY? WHY?
Shaking head,
a tear in your eye.
So looking deep in
in your penetrating gaze,
I utter once more
a dreadful phrase...
WHO KNOWS?
Eyebrow raised,
then the frown
comes across your gaze.
Back lengthens,
Neck cords tight,
Brown orbs piercing'
Lips pressed white.
Pointing at print,
WHY? WHY? WHY?
Shaking head,
a tear in your eye.
So looking deep in
in your penetrating gaze,
I utter once more
a dreadful phrase...
WHO KNOWS?
Published 15th Apr 2013
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