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Sometimes,
I wish to see myself
in somebody else’s shoes
I wish to not be myself
I wish to disappear
To a place
where my face and thoughts
Can’t be seen or heard
Sometimes,
I long to know
What it feels like
To be in my own shoes
To be safe,
To feel safe, in my space
My fenceless shelter
A home without a roof

-Kaya

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