I don’t have any masks, that’s for sure
But I guess I think that everyone has weird glasses on.
They’re all wearing the wrong perscription.
I think someone walks ahead of me handing them out
Someone walks behind me, collecting them.
So it’s the three of us, moving around.
No one sees me exactly the same
but no one’s seeing clearly.
Not anymore.
Now that I make sense to myself,
I wonder if I’ll ever make sense to anyone else.
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