Hate Can Be Misconstrued As Love (09/10/2021)

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If, I told you, all that I am,
How far, would you run, from me?

If, I told you, all I am to see,
How hard, would you look, for me?

I, am not kind, but I, am kindest.
A calm sea, sitting, in a storm.

I, am not mean, but I, am meanest.
A tempest, of hate, and cruelty.

I am your yes, and I am your no.
I am both, and neither, at once.

I am your triumph, and I am your failure.
And I, will never let you go.

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