You know that you are different. You are not the same as your friends and family. Oh how you remind me of these lyrics " One of these things is not like the others,one of these things just doesn't belong,Can you tell which thing is not like the others,By the time I finish my song?"
The secret you harbor which must not see the light of day. A freak of nature hiding in plain sight of the "normals". You spend your nights in fear that others shall see you as you truly are..your guilt plagues you for being unlike others. Your shame remains for the thoughts,fantasies,and dreams which dwell within you.
This my little vermin is why you hide..for if you cannot accept yourself..why would you expect any other to do so? This is why you come crawling on bony knee to the feet of a lady whom might for a moment in time allow you in her divine presence. There is no doubt that she has seen your ilk prior... your humiliation and degradation will at last serve a purpose.
Within the grace of her service you shall be remade and whole into a life of meaning. No shame,no disdain. Acceptance at last.
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