What’s Not Said

Conversations word after word,

Stories told and stories heard,

Faces twisted into an act,

Pure intention becoming fact,

But what about the in between,

The words not said, the life not seen,

Covered by cobwebs of no clue,

The ugly real, perhaps more true,

Yet if you saw theirs, they saw yours,

Saw would be of same human flaws.

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