What do you see?
Someone new,
Like you or me
Half of everything
Hidden from view
If you start looking
You’ll see it, too
People are hiding
In a group, a slew
No hands for guiding
They’re running from who?
You.
They see you
As you see them
As a statue,
Not a gem
Stop — come out.
For if you do,
You may find others
Hiding too.
-Katherine
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