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Nov 2012
I am alone
in a vast sea of ever changing faces.
I am naked,
and I am vulnerable.
The people point
and tell mock stories about me.
They spit where I stand,
and laugh at my back.
I am naked,
in a vast sea of ever changing faces,
and I am alone.
Emma
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