Invisibility
Thousands of eyes, but not a single one on me.
I feel like a leaf, one out of many on a tree
Walking past a vast sea of faces;
It's as if I'm not there
The crowd seems to be as one,
While I stand from the outside looking in
It seems as years go by it does not affect me,
The power of INVISIBILITY.
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