Humanity
face not seen, your eyes peeking around
no mouth, just an apple to make a sound
your bowler hat
the wall where you could have sat
it looks as if there is a storm
your trenchcoat should keep you warm
sea and see, and clouds of cloud
to see what is not visible, yet so profound
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