you looked at me
with intent
your eyes telling tales
in a tongue
i never learned
you looked at me
no trust in sight
and the hollow sound
of truth
was all that i could hear
you looked to me
for shelter
when the winds of war
were high
little did you know
i bend with the slightest
breeze
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