I see you
Do I know you
What is false
and who is true
No one
No not a single one
Inside a ball of clay
Our ego
We will stay
Won't skin our knee
Know one will know us
None will see
When that clay
Melts away
It will be like
Okay
Would you know
That would be
I know
Because I see you
Do you know
me
By:Minister Peacefulpoet (word witch) 2/26/19
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