Dear No. 07-02,
When I cross your mind, I find that some spaces for me, if not most, are indeed empty.
I look stupid, don't I? I am now aware of how I look like. I just had an out-of-body experience and lived in your shoes for a while, while someone wore mine.
There is no use meddling with me. Today I wrap myself in a neon caution sign for people to see and heed. And you, just as well as he should start walking.
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