"Tears"
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"Tears"
Tears, don’t shy away. Falling, slowly down my face.
Yet strength, which once was here has disappeared
Tears, tell the story clear. Staring, people want to hear
Help. Help they can, yet guilt seems to be all I have.
How soon will it be gone?
Tears. Show your innocence. Now stop, just be.
Courage, stand up and face, face it.
Tears, shy away. Let me be, let me embrace.
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Poetry is finer and more philosophical than history; for poetry expresses the universal, and history only the particular.
Aristotle (384 BC-322 BC) Greek philosopher.