The feet of the socks are empty
The palms of my gloves are empty
Clothes on the body are empty
People call it being invisible
Invisible people don't and can't call others opaque
I liken that frustration to a song
Inharmonic Mozart
Rock Bach
Country Schubert
A pop singer that no one listens to
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Author:
rin (
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- Comment from author about the poem: used Deepl
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Welcome to MPS! ようこそ!
Japanese is understood properly. thank you!
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