Looking through the eyes of others
To see it their way if I can
I imagine how their take on stuff
Might be spontaneous or a plan
To walk in their shoes may be limping
Playing mind games with their feet
Understanding every nuanced lilt
To find we tilt whenever we meet
So putting on my neighbours hat
I bend a line to make it straight
Then paraphrase that awkward gaze
When I got insight far too late
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