How I Know About Filter?
I never thought
That I was using filter before
But I was wrong
When I realize
I use filter every day.
I walked
East to west
North to South
With a fancy cloth
But I never realize
I was using filter
In school
I talk with teacher
Like a cat
Angry voice but yet soft.
With friend
I talk with them
Like a dog
Lout and angry.
In my home
I rear tank top and shorts
In an Interview
With suit coat, tie or bowtie
I never knew
That I was using filter
Until I realize by the way
I dress talk and act.
I never think dressing was filtering
Until I know without dress we will be naked.
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