F.S.

They are looking at me, sideways.
I’m confused yet again: always.
Was it something I missed, in the past?
I don’t trust any kind of flawless.

All the noise – peoplespeak, meaningless.
It’s too loud for everyone voiceless.
I am happy embracing the careless —
Their more is my so much less.

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