Symphony

Sympathy comes as a symphony

The flute never surviving alone

Sympathy

An orchestra of conducted stares

Flux of baton seemingly fruitless

Yet it controls whole

Like how collective stares

Form constellations that hurt

We don’t know that

Empathy is

The soloist

Who doesn’t earn much

On that well-known street

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