Place With No Faces/Poem share by MwsR

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once there was an active place

despite the fact, no one saw another’s face

it really did not seem to matter

everyone seemed crazy, like the Mad Hatter

working away in blindness without a face

inhabited by a special race

it did not matter, it was their normal

although normal was strangely a slight

curious why no one had their sight?

so everyone would be equal

no falsehood, no pretense at all

crazy was their normal, they were free

normal was because they really could not see

what a peculiar but equal place to be