Humanity greatest power, her biggest rival.
Truth lies beneath false judgement;
the lips the torch to the tunnel; the words of the sweetest lips drops the garments
of gullible and smart men. ...
I'm ceded-I've stopped being Theirs-
The name They dropped upon my face
With water, in the country church
Is finished using, now,
And They can put it with my Dolls,
My childhood, and the string of spools,
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