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Stupid tears running down my cheek.



Have they got nothing better to do?



For the moment, they distract me



from the pain that created them



in the first place.



A race to the finish line



[which is only my chin]



The lucky winner is the right one.



the first to appear,



With the left one as the runner up.



I can pretend happy now -



Imagening great crowds cheering



these salty, liquidy stuff.



Suddently, silence echoes



as the competitors fall to their death,



smashing to the ground.



They are gone now



and I am reminded I am alone



once again.



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