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Epiphany

Today brought epiphany,

Hidden in symphony.

Not drowned by cacophony,

Surrounded by my infamy.

I am not one who,

Can ever be true.

To one point of view,

I always need new.

So accept this foresight,

And try not to blight.

This new insight,

Your nature don’t fight.

Although you’re changeable,

You’re still agreeable.

Remember you’re capable,

Of much that’s honourable.

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