transparency | poem

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help!

the walls are glass

and you and i can see

right through them

the only difference is that

i am stuck within these

soundproof walls

screaming and crying

begging for help

but i still can't

break through

and you are also trapped

in your own

glass cage

also trying to

break free

and we are all

very

undoubtedly

stuck.

-n.c

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