Rush Hour ninja

It’s the rush hour
Through the mumbling masses
I blend in

An arm over there
A leg over here
I move like a shadow
Inside a crowd

Stepping swiftly through rivers
I am left unnoticed
This is me:

I hope that someday
Someone will find me
Not to be seen
Is boring

Like everyone’s trousers
I am out of sight

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