This poem is dedicated to a dear friend of mine. That was abused when she was younger and nobody. Everyday I put on my mask. The only face the world has ever known. But even the most confident people. Have feelings that they have never shown. What is the point of living a lie. Nobody notices, nobody sees. All the things that have happened to me. All the people in the all the world. Can turn a deaf ear. But only those of pure in heart. A little bit of sympathy.

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Moderate-sized quakes are not uncommon in Tokyo, so I kept on typing for a while, ignoring the shaking. By- Robert Geller, University of Tokyo, Japan.

Je ferme les yeux, et tu es tout ce que je vois. Je ne sais pas qui tu es, mais moi, je suis avec toi. Nous sommes tous complètement morts. La première fois est la dernière fois est la première fois dans ma tête. Les lumières vont nous enflammer. Tu es toujours près de moi. Tu vas chercher ceux qui pardonnent.