Understanding
Solace at last.
My eyes see the truth,
And you? Blinded by yours.
My phears have granted me wisdom.
You still phear me, but I am no threat to you.
That attachment to your truth,
And incessant pleas to conform me,
Have driven me - to an understanding.
You need to be properly taught.
No longer will you phear wisdom.
Your blind eyes shall see,
And then -
Solace at last.
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