He’s afraid of what I can see
So he wants me to be scared to see
He worries about the unseen
Things of this world haunts him
Maybe he’s afraid I see him
Where he doesn’t want to be seen
For this makes him vulnerable
To always be seen
He can’t fake goodness
But I’m not seeking goodness
I’m seeking truth
This truth makes him fragile
But I’m gentle, I won’t break him
My aim is to cradle, where he’s most feeble
Great post☺
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Thank you 🙂 ❤️
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How hidden the heart, she thought. How frightened we are of being known, and yet how desperately we long for it.
Hannah Kent, The Good People
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Thanks for sharing 🙂 ❤️❤️❤️
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This gave me Phantom of the Opera vibes! I guess in a way he acts Noble.
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Thanks for sharing ❤️ 🙂
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Love this
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Thank you so much 💜
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As always, most welcome.
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One will see who likes one the most!
I will not be afraid to say, great post!
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haha… I see you Brothers Campfire 🙂 Thank you
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You are so deserving and welcome friend!😄
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Very nice 🌻
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Thank you Spirited Soul 🙂
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