Such Intelligence is intimidating.
Though I woudn't speak at such high level in your presence,
I feel something that I haven't felt in centurie your costume used to matter
your costume isn't important any more.
I am looking into you know..
yes I know your colour,
and I know your dreams
insome we might say,
but we are afraid.
Such is divine to all.And it's oblivious in your world.
Only if you knew..
how your words move through me....
slow and cold.
How your windows pierce through screems and fake masks.
I would clap louder..
but my hands would bleed.
Then again....
you deserve such sacrifice.
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