Preludes to the punchline and partial participation.
You aren't who you say you are.
It's sheek, we know.
Dance around the ideas and personal beliefs,
Discard it as opaque misconception.
Run your hand under the faucet.
Wipe away the evidence.
No one was here.
Indulge in illusions.
Caught on tape.
Rewind.
Play forward.
Press pause and take a closer look.
Is it you? It couldn't be.
Resume.
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