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Our fear(s),
Changes it’s
face
When we get too close.

Close,
It is our reflection,
Our unowned,
discarded,
distorted,
truth and lies
given
power
in our minds.

Best to face them,
Own them,
Bathe in light, love and
knowing.

When cleaned,
It is called
Self Knowledge….

NOTE:

I currently have an e-book of poetry being sold for under a dollar for 99 cents, “Conflicts”.

Sales go to the support of my poetry and limited profit liability company, Stone Temple Micro-Finance and Research, L3C.

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