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Indigo Eyes

You’ll never speak to the same face twice.
We’ll never say our names.
Here we exist in states of disarray,
Coming and going as our costumes fade.
We hide in shadows, masking true intentions.
You’ll never see one undressed,
No, you’ll never see one undone.
Here we hide behind indigo eyes
While it rains little white lies.

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