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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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Date: 6/22/2020 5:57:00 AM
read as...a 'meta'-for: the emperor.... modeling his own fabricated t-rump attire....hmmmm poetic....stan
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