Ignorance

I am the morning dew on leaves
I am the fog before the dawn
I am the wind as it whispers and weaves
through the shaky legs of a newborn fawn
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I am the frayed thread of a noose
I am the lie behind the smile
I am the emotion that’s of no use
I am stuck in a permanent state of denial
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I am bliss
I am joy
Yet I am also the one who will destroy