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.
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