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They're everywhere,
with eyes that look like they could consume you with a stare.
A mouth that could be no kinder than the eyes.
The nose that would kill you for air.
Ears that yearn to hear your cries.
And a skin rougher than their warfare.
So, you follow blindly,
to a path that makes your heart bloom with despair.
Your thoughts obsessed by the stranger's opinions,
too busy living in someone else's shoes,
that you forget; they don't fit you.
So, you trip and amuse,
in front of strangers who find you more entertaining than their to-dos.
Colourful personalities on the edge of exploding,
it's dreadful to see it so controlled.
So, you stopped following.
You covered your hair with a piece of cloth.
Whispers roared through the streets,
message spreading faster than your heartbeats.
The dread settled, and so did the whispering commotion.
Silence fell like a blanket as a knife hovered over your core,
held by people you could remove with a simple subtraction.
But tell me what you feared more,
The change or that stranger's reaction?
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