People
People come and go,
dark, light, in between...
all the same but very different indeed,
never kno what's underneath ;
smart ? Funny ? How bout neat ?
Are they good ? Are they bad ?
You don't know, you'll have to ask
everyone judges without knowing
What's underneath is invisible
till someone asks..
Want to be my friend ?
People ...
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