Ego made me feels of myself highly,
Set me apart, set me against brothers,
You made me feels separate and lonely,
Made my face to shade, no longer glitters,
Even blinded to perceived small glisters,
On self my mind's centered, selfishness looms
All the fear resisted turn persisters,
Beauty wails but I can't see through this gloom.
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