Poems
Invisible
In a gathering
full of people,
love, happiness,
and care,
I stand—
empty,
cold,
and distant.
I looked up,
questioning myself.
But then I remembered:
Yes, the love is there.
Yes, the care is there.
But the people behind it
know nothing
of my existence.
#second stage
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