My fences,
They have,
Caused a queue.
Outside,
People waiting,
To understand me.
My defence,
Is to know,
Categorise,
People into familiar roles,
But they don't fit them,
Because there are many more,
That I have not met before.
It is time to close the door,
Behind me;
Not be afraid,
Of new friends.
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