Flawless Behind the Veil


There are 7,289,823,512 people that I'm-

stealing from, sharing with,

against, along,

trying to please.


Under my veil, I say-

see me, like me,

care about me, get me,

understand me.


And then you don't-

I finally realize

you can't.

Your veil is in the way.


The sky is blue without you

saying it is,

appreciating it.

I am the sky.

I am flawless.

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