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Society's Eyes

Society’s Eyes Society sees me As something I am not As someone who is to be In their society until they rot But not everyone Wants to be a part Of what just anyone Will be in, fast as a dart Not everyone wants To be represented by some Who don’t know them, who daunts In a way that is cumbersome Because they don’t belong In their perfect world, so so long Written on January 22, 2020

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