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Doubt's Seed

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The flames devour our being,

Lick up our limbs

And tear down senses of self-knowing.

Golden beauty burned into memories,

Silken fingers that caress and destroy.

It oozes through the chinks in our “indestructible” armor

Slithering just beneath our radars.

A seed of doubt planted in a

Mind of knowing

Blossomed into a flower of

Insecurity.

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