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A light glaze of water on my skin
Traps me in my own bubble,
But I'm fine,
I'm safe.

My tears well up in the corner of my eye,
Roll over my cheeks,
Trickle over my chin,
Plop on my cupped hands.

I'm happy.
Happier here than anywhere else.
Safe from the outside world.
Mainly safe from you.

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