I C U C

Quiet
I walk streets of
A city that is noisy, nicely
Looking only for
Familiar faces
Familiar things and items
I yearn
To explore
Yet hold back
Who am I
Who are they
What do I look for
What do they see in me
A conflict
Of you and me
Your eyes
And mine
Is only sight
I think
But is not
A perspective
Color
Size
Shape
Is it
In your mind
Or mine?

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I C U C

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