We play the innocent ones
We play the innocent ones
Walking among humans
Acting like we are part of their society
They’re not suspecting anything
They don’t have a clue
that they’re being watched
through the lens of poetry
We play the innocent ones
We play the innocent ones
Walking among humans
Acting like we are part of their society
They’re not suspecting anything
They don’t have a clue
that they’re being watched
through the lens of poetry
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