You don't even know if your poem is good or not. I think it's good. Do you? Where does it fall short in your eyes? Or do you not even know? Are you simply desperate for my approval? An outside voice to tell you that you are good and worthy? Well, you are good and worthy. I will tell you that. But who am I? Why should I be your arbitrator? Am I God, Ezri? What does it matter what I think?
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I know you, I tell her. Do you also have a house inside of you? The woman opens her arms. No, she tells me, no, my
love. My house is inside of you.
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