I am seen and I am not seen, I am there and I am not there, even in the brightest day my lover couldn't see me, even in the darkest nights I am vacant. Invisibility is my speciality, nothingness is my gain. I am gone all over and no one can see me, no one can hear me, I'm not even there. Why can't they see me? Why can't they hear me? Who can see me and who can hear me? Like a wall that segregates the rest I am right there in that place but then again I'm not.
"I'm here! I screamed but they didn't hear me, they didn't see me, instead they just walked away and thus ends this tale.
There are those who can see me and then there are those who can't and that's just the way of it from now on, until the end of time, in all, as always. Each to their own in one's own affair for who looks at those gazing, watching, waiting right in front of them?
That is the question. What is your answer?
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