We are constantly looking at people and judging them.
We don't understand the things they wear. Or the things they say.
We don't understand the people they hang out with, or why they do what they do
We don't understand the secrets they hide, or the ones they share.
We question them. We try to make sense of their life.
Maybe if they don't make sense, we're just being too dense.
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