Audience of One

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I never knew

He needed to find

Someone to listen.

Cash was getting

Mighty slim

And drugstore sold elixir.

Daughter coughing

Pretty hard, and

What was there to fix her?

Wife was taking off

From work, but

How the cash was needed.

Here I played

My little harp, but

None passed by to heed it.

Soon his words ran

Elsewhere, rough

And tears flowed

From the portals.

Listening.

Caring.

Tough smiles wearing.

The best to

Find in mortals.



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