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A Man Without A Face by S-H-M-I-L-Y, literature
Literature
A Man Without A Face
He's everywhere I go
In school, at home
and even in my room
He's tall and broad
and very sweet
When I'm happy
He's there to cheer me up
and when I'm low
He pulls me up
I can't blink
without him being there
I can see his footsteps
in mine
I can feel his presence
even when I close my eyes
But when I look up
to know who he is
to keep a better memory
Than the one i already have
I see a light
No features
Just a shine
I smile
My friend
The Man without a face
