Misfits and Freaks,
I know them by name.
Because they and I,
are one in the same.
Their backs are all turned,
when we disclose,
our true other self.
The discussion's now closed.
Then we retreat,
to our own little sphere.
To them it's just like,
we were not ever there.
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