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I wore this veil everywhere I went
I was masked completely in it
It was so thick and dark
But I wore it
I remained in it
I was lost in it

It flowed covering my eyes I couldn't see
My nose stuff in it and I was choking
My lips weren't any better I couldn't speak
My ears were completely hid in it that I couldn't hear
My hands and legs lost in it so I couldn't move

I felt empty
Yet I celebrated it
I also defended it
And it was killing me
It kept me bound like a slave

I struggled to move
Like a child learning to walk
I fell several times
I struggled to live in it
My instinct wouldn't let me die

I needed to live
I made another move
I stumbled and fell again
Then came a tear
So little but it made the difference
So little but I saw a glimpse of light
I tried to stand
A further tear
It became brighter

Light looked beautiful
It looked colorful
I tore it off my face
Now hungry for more
More of what the tear had

Deep fresh breath
I felt refreshed
I heard distinctly
I understood
I spoke clearly
It made meaning
Like a desperate prisoner seeking for freedom
I dropped the veil
And took a walk
I walked away
Walked into freedom

Knowledge gave me freedom
Knowledge is power

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