passport.

bury your head
and forget about
money.
feel your way
through the sand
and dandruff
particles;
circling,
and judging,
who goes
there?

cover your eyes
and feel your way
forward,
through bees
and tight
corridors
of neglect
and forced
fortitude.
who goes
there?

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