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I have a coat, and it's got magical powers.

Because when I wear my coat it instantly gets me noticed when I walk into a shop.

My coat is soo special that it gives approval for me to be followed around a shop - before I even introduce my criminal? Self

'Always love your coat , it is beautiful ' are the words I hear from time to time. yet it is this same coat that automatically makes me fit the criteria of a 'criminal' in the eyes of society.

And when I get home I can't take that coat off

No matter how hard I scrub

Or how much I cry

Or how much I cut it and bleach it 

My coat doesn't come off.

Everybody wants my coat but nobody wants my coat.