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LayersUnpealing people layers, Exposing tender parts, Makes me want to run away And hide behind my smiles. What will exposure show today? Will it turn you cold Or upon the other hand Will I be repelled? I tremble in excited fear, As we gently peal away The layers that the people see That make us feel secure! Joy Weare. 29th January, 2005. Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades Vote for this poem
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