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In Plain Sight

I sometimes feel,

I'm hiding in plain sight,

Of the world,

That only sees,

Everyone else,

But me.

What part of me goes,

Unnoticed I wonder,

The part that broke,

When I said,

I don't think I belong here,

Or the part that broke,

When I said,

I don't feel I want to stay here,

Or all the parts,

That broke for all the reasons,

I felt but the world didn't see,

For maybe I'm hiding,

In plain sight,

Existing here, just for me.



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