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Dec 2018
I want to be as pellucid as waterfalls
As limpid as clear glass
Transparent as windows between the walls
Translucent as a frosted glass
A case puzzling consulted to Sherlock Holmes
A noticed must-read tome
An idiom comprehended
A metaphor which meanings unravelled
But I'm a wall, thick and opaque
Not translucid and clear as a lake
So I guess no one will ever see through me
My thoughts
My being
My depression.
For the times when we need people to see through us during our fuliginous hours.
Written by
pistachio  F/Philippines
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