don't know how to heal
a wound
that never feels the blues
don't know how to hide
my eyes -
never feels too soon
everybody stares my skin
into fringes on the stage
so i wear this hat, eyes
shut up tight,
invisibility secures -
don't know about these roads
i go
with inconspicuous signs...
i think they're just a lure.
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