the silence
that stares us in the eyes
when the point of light breaks
and the days and nights wake
and the price is always
the only
stake
you know it's time to die
to your self
your small self
that hides and flees
refuses to believe
that you are beautiful
soaking the shine from
the moon so full,
and in this silence
I sing to you,
I hear your truth
I hear your truth
I hear your truth...
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