Behind every filter which drapes

Location

Behind every filter which drapes imperfections,

Lies you.

Behind every word or argument you feel,

Lies you.

Behid every tear or aching,

Lies you.

But who are you?

Who am I?

Behind this device I am anything.

I am anything I chose to be.

Behind this,

Lies you.

 

This poem is about: 
Our world

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