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For the Unseen

For the Unseen

Coco Mueller ’26

How Different

the encompassing feeling of being alone it’s a feeling I’ve known, a feeling at home

I live in my world that’s made up of clocks I try to run somewhere before the clicks stop when I look at two mirrors, I cannot see me when my mirror looks back all he sees is a ‘she’ and humanity’s better from the outside in so my heart’s on my sleeve as it always has been click accept all on each cookie given make sure to ready the Epinephrine always stand up against hypocrisy but not here, not now, not against me so tell me these worries and pour out those woes please try to fit emotion into poems and prose

Finn Hoebelheinrich ’25

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