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Hidden Glee

September 2025 · 1 min of stillness

I do wonder this

fake Society

These people and

their priority .

How often they

change them

like colours of

chameleon.

And often they

do lie

For being high

as sky.

On looking at

this huge view

Colour fades

away and everything turns blue

This is what

word can be seen

Inside cages there is

always glee

— Z.