knowledge of oneself
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Teach me of a well fitted facade for
today, feel the pain of unknown faces
on my mirrors. Hope in distraction so there
be no attention to what is within. Loneliness
has no correlation to fear when we see
However, I was touch by an angel of strength,
I wandered through my emanate life as though
My praiseful mother, who placed me above her shoulder,
Never taught me more
I am her only, there is no other.
