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tag

I.
the last one
bold and without any shame
remains unaware
still

II.
I kept quiet about it
I didn’t tell a soul
I didn’t even write it down
or think about it, lest
someone reads my thoughts
(or something to that extent)

III.
It’s like hide and seek –
one seeks, but the rest hide
or a game of tag
and everyone’s running briskly
and while everyone can join in
sometimes, the seeker
doesn’t even know she’s it.

IV.
Even if it wasn’t difficult
to find it
nonetheless we can pretend
and play along

that applies to more than it seems

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