Spotted

“I feel dirty and overexposed. 

My eyes are sore from sights, they can never un-see. 

My ears burdened from voices, words and sounds, they can never un-hear.

My skin sullied from unwelcome brushes, grabs and other touches, it can never un-feel.

My nostrils tainted from scents wandered way too close for comfort, they can never un-smell.”

Excerpt from a post published on Mug’s Tale Hollow, by  B.

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