Recognition.
Fine, fine words right here.I am more than one, infinitely divided.
Armed with wrinkled smiles,
I am lost in the opaque patterns of optimism.Experience eludes me, surrendering to the novelty of ignorance.
I tangle myself in words,
Carefully placed to conceal what once was.I know of nothing but sin.
And on my knees,
I tell only lies.
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Fine, fine words right here.
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