To face myself and look into my own eyes
To justify how I live my life
Is the only measure I truly need
To understand my level of being
To manifest as a person of truth
And of goodness to allow the light to shine through
Is the only form of judgement I need
One where only I judge me
For I can’t lie to myself
Without knowing what it is is I am hiding
So that would be a fruitless pursuit
For we allow know our own lies and we know our own truths.
fauxcroft 
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