I,
am an invisible man. restricted, to form, yet free, from pigment, emotion, depth. none can see me. none, can feel me. again and again, I lash out. further and further desperately, trying to grasp, myself. yet, the hand with which I am reaching, Is veiled. through my own, eyes. I, am an invisible, man.
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