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Fleeting Figures

Do I see fleeting figures in the night Making sounds in want of fright Are they here constantly Observing us as we can’t see How do these people continue on Not being prepared to end their song As they have been unable to find the light And stay confused in not giving up their fight. © Paul Warren Poetry

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