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I appere strong to those around me,
though I am weak in my fears.
those whom see me feel that they can look to me for guidance.
though I feel as if I could crumble.

what one sees in me I see not in my self.
how can I be strong for those around me,
when I can not be strong for my self.

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Poetry is what is lost in translation.

Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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