In you,
I see a king,
conspiring assassination
of the rebel pauper.
In you,
I see a pauper rebel,
fighting for freedom,
in a kingdom of hate.
In you,
I see the emphatic wins,
the heartbreaking failures.
I read a million stories,
of triumph, and torture,
and faded glories.
And you reveal to me,
all that is you.
For I can decipher
the codes of mask
under which you hide.
Yes I know that you know that I know
the real me is on the other side.
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