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We Are The Same…
For Pat, With Love!
We are the same...
You and me,
What they get...
Isn't what they see.
Hidden away...
Thoughts so deep,
Pushed back in our minds,
Left there to sleep.
Each day a challenge,
But we struggle on,
And as the evening draws in,
It's another day won!
The reflection we show,
Isn't the real Mcoy,
It's just a ruse,
Another ploy!
We show what we want,
To the world outside,
But locked in our hearts,
The 'real' us we hide.
We are the same...
You and me...
But it's about time...
We set 'us' free.
©Catherine Inglesby 1999
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