not unlike Oscar wilde
you fear not being
misunderstood, of being plain
and simple, the point
of you, dull and
unsharpened,
straight forward and to
the point.
you worry that people
might see you
as you really are
and not who you pretend
to be. then what?
what fun is that,
with everything known,
living a life without
mystery.
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