Todos Somos Transparentes.
There are pieces of me. You will never see.
Some you will create.
The sunglasses of judgement distort my face.
"
Unconsciously refusing to accept.
"
Your circumstances have an indelible effect.
On the ones you love.
And the ones you reject.
"
Unconsciously refusing to accept.
"
Culpable.
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