When you are with me
You could feel as prisoner…
Feels who has been declared innocent,
For you do not have to be on your guard…
I understand those contradictions in your nature
That led others to misjudge you…
You can avoid your little vanities
For I am your friend…
I am like fire, water, and wine…
Fire that purges all you do,
Water that cleans all that you say,
And wine that warms you to the bone…
I am your friend—in need and in deed…
The one with whom you dare to be yourself…
You can neglect, abuse, and tolerate me;
Best of all, you can keep still with me…
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