What sense does it make?

do not look at me
do not glance
or wish to see
if you are not willing to let go

do not talk to me
do not voice your thoughts
or start to shout
if you are not willing to forget

do not touch my hand
do not seek for an embrace
or expect a tap on the shoulder
if you don’t intend to stay

do not look at me
do not talk to me
do not touch my hand

do not smile

I’m far, far away
and travelling further down the road
to the land of the see-through clouds
and faces that do not exist
but yet they are called free
insane, if you will

do not ask what sense does it make
there is none
if you are questioning me

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