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pretend.

I hear, but I don’t listen
I touch, but I don’t feel.
I watch, but I don’t see.
I am here, but I pretend not to be.

I hear the silence.
I feel the numbness.
I watch the emptiness
I am here, but I pretend not to be.

I hear the questions.
I feel their probing eyes.
I watch my life leave.
I am here, but I pretend not to be.

I hear the silent pleading.
I feel the slowing pulse.
I watch blackness.
I am not here, but I pretend to be.

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