Th Gaze

Untrustworthy eye

Looks

At my outsides

My integrity unquestioned by me

But the eye what does it think?

My choices, conformed?

No, not conformed

Wait

There’s a blur

A space in which maybe

I’d do things a little different

if the lense did not exist

I make calls

to persuade the lense to look away

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