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Sep 2017
Eyes on my back.
I can feel them.
I can feel them
Watch my every step.
I can feel them
Watching me from head to toe,
Staring into my deep blank soul.

Eyes on my back.
I feel them shred my clothes to pieces.
I feel them from the corner of my eye
Watching my every move.
A word I utter,
A step I take,
They see. They hear.
They know them all.
Elena Basophil
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Elena Basophil  22/F/Myanmar
(22/F/Myanmar)   
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