Jacinda Ardern
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From you I expected sympathy,
But you gave me something that is more than sympathy.
From you I expected love,
but you gave me something that is more than love.
I knew you'll wipe the blood from my forehead,
I never knew what you are going to do with my forehead.
you did something and I rushed to see me in a mirror,
Inside the dried black blood I saw a white image of your lips
slowly descending from the forehead to the two eyes
and from the two eyes to a heart in pains.
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