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You look at me with contempt in your eyes

You hate me, but there is no reason why

I make you feel uncomfortable, because you cannot figure me out

I’m not like you and this makes you want to shout

You’re angry, because this is the only weapon that you have

I’m nothing but a mirror, that displays your fear, of the unknown

All I ask is that you leave me alone

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