I saw myself as myself.
No pretense, no watchful eyes of others.
I had always wondered what "essence" was...
how can my true heart be so vastly different
from my actions and my external mind?
I am not my personality.
For a moment I did not recognize it-
you'd think I wouldn't be surprised
(it is me, after all),
but I sympathized with it.
Open heart, open mind...
vulnerable.
I know why there is an outer shell-
it's to protect this inward thing,
delicate but full of truth.
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