See All, Hear All, Say Nothing
Oh the things I could say off all the things I've seen,
Oh the things I could repeat of everything I've overheard.
Once I did lament of being ignored by those who surround me,
The invisible space at the center of everything.
Yet, I keep my silence.
For if knowledge truly is power, I am more powerful than any I know.
My mind is unknown, therefore I am unconquerable.
Think not the secrets I tell mean anything.
For what does the world know of me?
Only that which I choose to share.
And are you so sure it's not just an act?
A story to entertain and distract?
Yet, having concealed myself for so long, do I even truly know myself?
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