Your agony, not mine
Yet, I bleed without pain;
Your grief, not mine
Yet, I cry without reason.
Tears run unushered,
I don’t know them
Yet, I am hurt without pain.
O the million hearts world over,
Blood speaks the same everywhere
So does a word of prayer!
Your silence, silently mine.
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