saying so many things
yet keeping mum
the growing crowd
walking hand in hand blissfully
as if owning the world
what goes on inside
i don't know
you could even be me
the cover that shields further
into the centre of the world
till nothing can be identified
by everyone except a few
what's hiding beneath
perhaps a clue or two
they've already been given
but the mystery unresolved
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