Confined by, myself.

Location

90012
United States
34° 3' 55.206" N, 118° 14' 38.0076" W

The mask that I clasp
Is not one that many can grasp of what lies beyond.

When the mask slips and shatters,
You see the bond that I share with few,
The lines of what was once distorted black and white, become unskewed,
For only a moment.
Never to be seen again.

From there, I'll just reside in my secluded domain, in my place, in my lane.

 

 

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