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A new one, A Little different from my usual so I was a little hesitant to put it up, but I gave in so here it is...
Looking through the glass,
As I watch these people pass,
They don't know Im here,
I watch them all in fear,
The thought of being seen,
Of being judged, they can be so mean,
A look, a word, a sigh,
A Glance as I walk by,
I panic deep inside,
So I stay hidden for all of time.
~ Piggle Humsy
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