She looks into me,
not penetrating, or violating
The sovereignity of my soul.
And suddenly a calm,
I feel no shame,
No need to hide.
She's too evolved,
To take the detour
Or too insignificant
for the Lie.
Tranquility prevails,
Hailing yet another storm.
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