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Anonymous

Slipping in and quietly slipping out

I do it all the time.

I leave neither tags nor opinions

There’s no appointed FaceTime.

No hero, just another zero in a binary stream

I’m just another body on line.

Could I be the one standing in front?

Perhaps I’m the one standing behind.

A day’s charade of routine upon routines

I’ve become a well practiced mime.

Now who would suspect I do such a deed

Voila!  I can commit the perfect crime.

Anonymous.

Yes anonymous.

I could pull off the perfect crime.

Yeah, but that’s just not in me

Yet I think about it all the time.

Anonymous.

Yes anonymous.

Tending to tend to no one’s business but mine.

After all someone else’s problems

Shouldn’t be the consequence of mine.

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    • Thanks Rome. Something I think about often, being faceless in this super connected world, just another # or dash, but that can be a good thing as well, being able to move about freely. Advantageous for any nefarious deeds, but I don’t go for that, I wouldn’t want to do anything harmful or wrong. Thanks for reading.

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