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The Everyman
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Poems from dark days He would appear fine at a glance.
An everyman, out seeking his place in the world.
However, upon further inspection, the faults begin to show.
How the storm of doubts and fear in his head dwaft the mightiest tempest.
Yet his screams and cries for help are silent for there are no ears to listen.
All while his all consuming rage and hate engulf him slowly, like a sluggish fire.
He would look and play the part he despises so, just to hide his flaws.
The Everyman.
