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A single look within Self
Stripping away the titles that seem to crowd us
Left bare, open for all to see
In an overly sexualized society
What is ones’ number one priority?
Facing the demons that no longer hide in the hallway closets
They walk alongside us, snapping at every interaction
“for keepsake” it whispers in my ears
As to say our great grandchildren would even care
Too lost in the chemtrails that they positioned in place
So who are we when face that mirror?
Enemy of my enemy?
So would that make us…. lost
