I am jealous of the screaming child

At the DMV line

His voice matching our frustration

And his anger is much like mine

But the years taught me to hide it

So I hide who I am

And he wonders why I fake it

When I was schooled to lie

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Poet, making sense of war, humanity, love and greed. Trying to find the magic in ordinary things. I am Zee

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