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polished smiles tell of a world outside my own
a place of falsified glamour
and glimmering days
weeks
months
where happiness resides
normality sits unabated
and where I don't exist
I see from afar
what mannequin humanity sees from within
they exist in inconsequential bliss
I fall through a reality outside their own
in mind and body I fail to exist
plasticine lives wait for me
at the end of it all