to be free of fear
what is this? this pane of glass
this sense of clarity
what is this? this sudden knowing
this mirror of me
seeing and not
clarity and not
clear to see through, but yet
what is on the other side?
you gave me a view
of something i did not know
that was shared
with any other than me
you hurt as i do?
you know what I feel?
you have been where I stand?
oh, but no
i am fucking unique
with my intelligence
i am the end all be all
get out of my space
i am insulted
by your insolence
your crass but caring
caress
i want to know what you know
no, i don’t
i want to be rid of what you know
to be free of this
to be free of fear
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