In hiding, in hiding I
Am who I am intending.
In full view, I am not who
Anyone intended me
To be, and least of all me.
I am hidden, murmuring,
The mystery of what you
Know, or care to know of me,
That I know you and know who,
Despite your close-held secrets,
You desperately want to be.
Surrender desperation.
Do your worst, you will achieve,
Nearly what you meant to be.
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