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[crossinghouses]

Tears blurring a vague vision
of laughing, retreating shadows
Someone says, “Don’t cry,”
in a voice, laughing.

Gay voices dancing in your
head singing tales of you
“Don’t listen,” someone says,
in that gay voice, echoing.

You can defeat them but
each dawn, in equal proportion
hope and despair comes.
In life, there are no limits
and pain is no exception.