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Self is so inclined to speak

Self is not to be

Everything you want takes the crown

and the others learn their patience now

Fish within your only well

But you will ferment in yourself

Real is what you say you’ve seen

You claim that real comes from only me

Truth and secrets can’t coexist

Real love unravels loneliness

Standing high above a precipice

But what lies below me is not goldenness.

~lme