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Walls

I hear your sobs through the walls

They aren\'t thin but you anguish is just so palpable

I\'m pretending I can\'t hear

My music is cranked up by each needed degree

I would help if I knew how

How can I help you if I can\'t help myself

My eyes are dry but I feel the anguish just the same

Some pair we are

Separated by these walls