Looking at opaque feelings, watching them cloud over,
trying to hide how they feel, so as not to be tormented
by thoughts of other people's narrow-minded views through
emotions and how they should or shouldn't be used in life.
Ignoring all their efforts, comfortably sitting back,
giving feelings a little room and space to take a deep
breath, then coming out into the clearing, shedding the
opaque film they've been hiding behind.
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