Under covers shade in shadow.
In the cupboard closed and hidden.
‘neath my desk a twist in wires.
Shelved inside my closet’s weight.
If these I must leave unbidden,
Please do not find me today.
Let me un-observed travel,
Lost amid the crowd unnoticed.
Ghost among the roving mass.
Blur outside their vision’s focus.
Wend through quiet while I pass.

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