2nd Print

An open book
Or victim
It is the oppression
One reasons with themselves
To allow done to another

No one can truly understand you
This I know
Not knowing myself
No cause I could carry
Could carry you justly

People are significant
That’s my world view
Every moment one to give
It’s unjust; our fear
Used to terrorize
In action

I
Your passionate victim
Addicted to beauty
Beseech wisdom
(Beyond any mans poem)
Utterly Divine

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