Judge me not
As similar me to thee
And know thou as being
run we not,
as nothing to escape from.
lie we not,
as each preach will be count.
Say thou who can see
Inside me
that there is blood whose flow
and each sensory which talk
me to conceive,
thus understand
how work the world are.
and see me
thy speak tell the truth
and the truth never lie
as lie not whom the Believers
Say thou who can see
Inside me
that there is heart whose red
red as blood through it
and perceive it intuitions of mine
but it red
although the good was white
and white never achieve
when still me down
and yet me grime the whole act.
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