The Naked Truth
Modesty
Of the naked truth
Hands
That hide
That truth
That hurts
One
Still try’s to shield
The honest truth
From eyes
That seek
To see
The truth
To remove
Those hands
To see oneself
Naked
Before all
Warts an all
How modest
The naked truth
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