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People look, but do not see,
They see, but do not care,
Every time you look away,
You heighten that despair.
We feast like kings while others starve,
Lay warm while others freeze,
Here at home or far away,
Blindness, the disease.
The faint of heart who come to wallow,
Believe life shall remain,
Everything we've come to loathe,
Bathed in tears and pain.
Deserved, hopeless days ahead,
No strength to even try,
They do not see their lives connected,
To either you or I.
Tight closed eyes or open wide,
The answer is the same,
This world and life is what we've made,
We're tied by strings of shame.
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