I go off the grid.
erase.
delete. move.
change my name, my face.
my id.
i'm out of sight,
an unknown.
alone.
I pour all evidence
down the drain.
bleach
the prints,
burn the files,
deny, and hide.
half in half out.
i'm on
my own.
i'm off the grid.
i'm barely alive,
but happy.
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