Two ChildrenIn two children are reflected the distorted and deformed traits of our self-image, the sharp contours of our deeds, our decisions, and our devalued words.The pale furrows of apathy, deepened by our rigid patterns and monotony, are cast upon them; and every morning, with the cosmetics of guilt, we conceal and retouch their downturned mouths, faking a smile over their sorrow.
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