I am not what you said I am
I am better than what you know
The mind that exude thought I damn
I am not stream of thought, I crow!
Why so great I graced my feeling
I am not what you said I am
Where anguish is sourced and reeling
Emotion luring me to cram
I adore my body like mam
You said through dust I embody
I am not what you said I am
I am also not the body
I am; the knower of the known,
Awareness behind truth and flam,
I am the space that holds the known
I am not what you said I am.
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