6 and 9
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As we embody our perspectives, we may do harm,
Someone might have lost everything; we complain about their lost charm.
Someone might not reciprocate a hello, and we draw conclusions faster,
Maybe he is struggling with finances to buy pills for his paralyzed father.
You glorify your child's achievements, but she might not listen,
You might think of envy; maybe she has lost a loved one.
You complain of her remaining aloof and declare her antisocial,
Never does it cross your mind she might have a leukemic son to look after.
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