No Filters..okay..
Without these filters, who am I?
From what I can see. I'm just a guy.
I don't need filters. Why do I need them in the first place.
All they do is cover the taste.
I find this diguise to be cruelty.
For Ugly is the new beauty.
Put the lens back in the case.
For I want to expose my true face.
I am hideous but thats okay.
I am free from insecurity of display.
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