Insensitive?

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A cloud cover to hide her face
Was it pride or was it shame?

In and out, moving about
Was she done or making fun?

Making wait, a patient gait
And a grin, smiling within

the desirous looked up all the night
How could he miss a sight

Yet in morning she left again
Leaving him in pain again

Was she numb towards him
Or was he dreaming a grim film?

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