I have no face. It's strongly blank.
My smile has drawn by your illusions.
I have no eyes but I'm not blind.
I'm here to make your shame confusion.
I have no step on sunset beach
But you can feel my real location.
You think I'm poor, you think I'm reach.
I’m just a point of your demotion.
I'm still with you 'cause you can't free.
You won't be able get a freedom
Until you lost a shame of be
Without face, without self-home.
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