I know a man like you
so hard and calloused
broken with years of harsh labour
shedding tears but never revealing their meaning
I know a woman like you full of laughter
always happy
sometimes worried
looking into a glass sphere and seeing me inside
I know people like you
a common lot
nothing special
always surrounding me
You can be categorized and labeled
I will know you now
I have known you forever
there are people like you everywhere
But where am I?
Who am I?
I am unknowable
uncategorizable
I am free
Friday, June 26, 2009
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