Don't look at me.
With your unseeing eyes,
don't look at me.
Don't touch me.
With your unfeeling hands,
don't touch me.
With the world wide open before me,
I don't need you to ignore me.
And I haven't the patience for fighting,
for I have been struck by lightening.
So come along for the ride,
or please step aside.
I haven't the deftness for hiding.
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