There you are,
here I am.
So different,
yet the same.
I see you all the time,
yet to you I'm invisible.
Invisible to all those around me,
Invisible to all but a select few.
I guess I don't need,
that invisibility power any more.
Instead I'd like to ask for,
a shapeshifteing power.
That way I can be,
one you want.
One you're happy,
to call your own.
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