do we REALLY know what's going on, with others, internally?
Each stanza is a 5-7-5 Haiku You don’t know me Not really. You just might see someone smiling bright You might hear a laugh skipping off my dark surface inside I am rough I am scrubbing on interior surfaces in a measured tyranny
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