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Celeste Dysfunction


When finally the dysfunction is realized I can relax
I knew it wasn't me even though I thought it was me
Such relief
It could not have been me
I would not have done that
In childhood and in adulthood that could not have been me
Astonished I gasped at all aspect that identikit me
No matter what your accusations be it was not me

So without hesitation, I sought mutual agreement
A third point
In order to displace self-accusation
To the wave on the horizon
Away from the imposter me
Far away and off-shore and outsourced
Separation

The appearance
The identity
The division of function

I am not to blame for the character you saw of me
Your perceptions
Your analysis
Your transference
I may dominate your emotional recognition
I may feel in the scope of the known
I look at you knowing that you think I am you
But what you are is not me







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