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Hidden

I withdraw into the silence of my mind
A blank mask hides the feelings
that I've placed
behind a high wall of white stone
My empty eyes reveal nothing
I remain expressionless
You speak, but I don't hear the words
They mean nothing to me
Mere sounds offer no solace
They pass over me and can not
penetrate my unfocussed thoughts
I appear to be unaffected
In truth, I've placed an iron clamp
over my heart and trapped my soul
into a tiny steel box
where it can remain untouched
and pure
for a moment longer
  -jk (03/97)

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