Transparent

It amazes me how some of these human forms feel they are masters of decorating words to get something they desire.
When they are doing there so called skill they are not aware how transparent they become. But it will never pass by the 'some of us' who only need to take one look to see exactly what they are.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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