The unknown man in the hat
Thereís a man with a hat and long straight hair.
I donít know who he is, but heís always there.
Every time I manage to see between the worldís parallel existence.
I donít know where he came from, but the vision persists.
I saw him long ago.
Iím never really sure.
Now I see him as he follows me,
Whenever I look down at the floor.
Heís a mirage; a fading between the light.
Heís not really there,
But heís in the corner of my eye.
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