The way one shade of blue
Covers another.
The way the forgin language
Conversations masks one another
In a cafe, the white noise
Blending into the white noise
That's alive but unified, like
A wallpaper of sound.
The way my thought all try
To float into the surface at the same time -
Dead bodies floating in a lake,
And I'm drowning in emotions,
Can't tell my face from the others.
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