who is who is anyone
but where can I meet
if I come too far I am
not who I want to be
imaginary blockages
go on do it if no one
notice but who does
existence everything
if someday someone
changes this picture
even then be clearer
than I am an old one
other characteristics
emerge with demons
wing tail red leather
we are trapped here
together breathing
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