Unknowable
Forgive my lack of preparation for love lost in its translation
Forgive my lack of preparation for love lost in its translation
Who I present myself to be
Is something different than you find
Because you, through no fault, were never seeing me
Only a collection of impressions that were never mine
Though I thought I knew your soul
I could only ever see through a veil
Of who I am and who we …
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