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Authenticity

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All is pure dynamite!!

The mind explodes,

when we believe we are what we are not...


One day you will walk,

free of judgements,

free of facades.

Just you.


Sometimes I see you,

authentic.

Other times, not.

Other times, hiding.


To do things for pleasure.

Not as a compromise,

would give me joy and pleasure.


GILDING THE LILY







 
 

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