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Watching, Not Listening

byshy slave©

Friends had front row seats the day the circus came to town
They sat through each performance and never made a sound

They wandered off at intervals for popcorn and a toke
They never listened to the words behind the mirrors and the smoke

Friends had front row seats the day the circus came to town
Yet missed the grand event, the silent suicide of a clown

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